military spouse

Slow transitions

It’s Sunday night here on the #eastcoast & as I am sitting in my living room watching Amazon Prime I am preparing for the week ahead. It’s Thanksgiving week and I have already begun this week steps behind where I had planned to be.

Time goes by in the blink of an eye, I should know that the longer I take to get going the more work it is for me. But…. I guess you could say that I am a glutton for punishment. You see, this is the first Thanksgiving that Raul & I will spend away from home. We are officially on our own our own here in Connecticut. I’m behind on my Thanksgiving dinner shopping. I have to say it, I am just not feeling it. It seems that I am not feeling anything these days. It is hard for me to find motivation. I am not working a 9-5 right now, however, I am freelancing. For so long I have been on this schedule & all of a sudden I am thrown into this new life. I am away from Texas (my home for 20+ yrs) for the first time in my life, it is so cold here (I miss the Texas sun), & I do not know a soul out here.

Now, I agree. #firstworldproblems. I get it. I feel like it has just taken me some time getting used to this life as a “military wife”. I follow this hashtag on @instagram, its #navywife. Yes, I am admitting it. But why? Why am I? Because I’m curious. What are these spouses posting? What are their lives like? Yes, I’m comparing. A lot of them make their lives look so glamorous. They even claim to be “travel bloggers”, I can’t help but snicker. You’re “traveling” is really called PCS’ing…. for those of you unfamiliar- PCS means Permanent Change of Station. Pretty much these “travel bloggers” aren’t really traveling- they’re moving to a new station. Yes, I’m still intrigued. Many of them have so many instagram followers. Are they actually making money with these false accusations? Disclaimer: I realize there are probably some real “travel bloggers” out there that are military spouses. Calm down, please. I have so many questions. I need to know.

Most new military wives out there are young. They aren’t really established in life. I, on the other hand, find myself in a unique situation. I am in my mid 30’s. I have a home (that I miss & love) in Texas, & a great career. Now, I find myself starting over in a new place. I feel like this transition into my new life is taking longer than I expected, & admittingly, I am a little frustrated. I have been trying to meet new people that are in a similar situation to the one I am in but have had no luck. The only thing I can do is continue to focus on my career and networking from there.

Anyway, what I’m trying to say is. I miss Texas, HEB, & Whataburger. HELP.

Cha-cha-cha-chaaaanges!

Hi loves,

Since I last posted, my husband and I have been preparing for a new change in our lives. He and I have bee preparing him for the military. The Navy, to be precise. My husband is a man that has never pictured himself in a 9-5 desk job. He is a man that wants to help people. He went to school to become a firefighter and decided that his next goal in life is to serve the country that he loves. The United States of America. He is a patriotic man. I, myself, am not one to dabble into politics. My husband? He cares too much to remain silent.

I am a daydreamer, my husband is not. We balance one another. Today has been the result of planning for our future. Today, my husband goes to MEPS (Military Entrance Processing Station). At MEPS he will go through a physical as well as take the ASVAB (Armed Services Vocational Aptitude Battery) exam. These two are vital to our future. If, and when, all goes well...he will be able to choose a job that will be his starting career in the military.

Does it scare me? Hell yes it does...but, my husband is a selfless man. And I damn well will support him every step of the way. On 11/11/17, it was Veteran's Day. I grew up a military brat. I am proud to call my father my hero. My father, is also, a selfless man that devoted a huge part of his life to the military. My father is proud to say that he served his country. When I was a child my mother kept the house together. I never realized how hard it was for her when my father was away because she held it together that much.

Now, as my husband is taking the final steps towards the beginning of our future, I often think about how hard it was for my mother and how strong she needed to be for us. My husband and I both share a crazy work schedule & are off on the same days during the week. We often only have each other to be with as a lot of our friends work during the week. I am getting anxious just thinking about him being away. We have no children at this time, we have puppy children. While he is away I feel like I will be starting over, meaning ... I'll need to find a life that does not involve him as he is making this life for our family. People ask me all the time, "How do you feel?". Truthfully? I don't know how I feel yet. I have feelings of happiness for him, sadness for us, and anxiousness for myself. I am full of roller coaster type emotions. Overall, I am excited to do life with him by my side.

"You are beautiful, and smart."