Moving all the time can play havoc on your career. Finding the right professional home is hard. In fact, it often feels helpless and hopeless.
The last week of June was an emotional week for me, and I started pondering the myriad of emotions I had felt.
The Texas days are hitting well into the 90’s. Moving trucks are lining the streets. Crates are being opened and cardboard boxes fill the driveways. Items you just don’t want to move with are being purged. Yes, PCS (permanent change of station) season is upon us.
This past week, I had a consultation for a sleep study. While in the doctor’s office, she asked me what I think about before I fall asleep. I answered without missing a beat – everything. My mind races. I think about my work, husband, kids, friends, future, parents, siblings, and to-do lists…
Yesterday marked the 75th anniversary of the Doolittle Raid and, as it has done since 1943, the City of Killeen proclaimed the day “Bob Gray Day.”
As I type this, I’m sitting on the floor of my bedroom eating a yogurt, feeling like I already have one foot out the door of the house we’ve lived in for the past two years.
Awhile back, I wrote a column about the challenges I faced making friends as a stay-at-home mom and military spouse, living off-post in a town where I knew no one.
In my everyday life, personal space is rarely an issue.
CAMP MURRAY, Wash. — I’m a brand new mom. A mom who hasn’t spent more than a cat-nap’s time away from my baby girl since I had her a short two months ago. Until today.
When my husband transitioned out of the Army several weeks ago, it took me a minute to realize; “Wait a minute, he’s going to be home now — All. The. Time.”
Before I had my son, I envisioned things most expectant parents probably imagine — trips to the park, playdates and lots of time spent with family and friends. Unfortunately, living as a military family hasn’t always allowed us to realize these hopes.
I’m sure if you’ve spent more than a minute in the Army you’ve heard the saying, “If it’s not raining, we’re not training.”
With Valentine’s Day right around the corner, it’s easy to get caught up in glitter and rose petals, or perhaps in lamentations about being single.
One of the best things for senior Army spouses is the opportunities we have to be advocates for our Army families. It is a privilege and a joy for me.
Many nights over the past five years, I have wondered what the future would hold for my family.
A new year is right around the corner, people will talk about how 2017 will “be their year,” everyone will resolve to make changes in their lives and very few, if any, will follow through.
This the season for annual or block leave and of traveling galore, as those who can will take off for frantic visits to family and friends across the nation.
Americans are extremely generous — this is especially evident after disasters occur anywhere in our country and, often, in the world beyond our borders. It is a given after an earthquake, hurricane, flood, fire and other catastrophic events that the money will start pouring in from concerned…
I had intended to write my column this week about the great things Congress is finally doing with the National Defense Authorization Act, the bill that authorizes funding the military and gives it direction for the next year.
Although this time of year can get crazy and chaotic, it’s also magical.
Thanksgiving, a day to reflect on what we are grateful for and to abide by time-honored traditions — whether it be mom’s apple pie, grandpa’s inappropriate jokes or an after-dinner football game — has come and gone.
I do not know where to begin or, for that matter, how to begin. My wife had asked me if I was going with her to help lay wreaths at the tombstones at the Killeen Veteran’s Memorial Cemetery. I reluctantly said “sure,” got ready and we headed to where volunteers were going to be bussed to the site.
So the election is over and Donald Trump is our president elect. So what is this going to mean for our service members and veterans?
The following are my reflections from last year after visiting the soldiers’ boots display from the Fisher House Hero & Remembrance Run, Walk or Roll. The boots are assembled in front of Fort Hood’s III Corps Headquarters immediately following the event. This year, the third at Fort Hood…
As a former Guardsman myself, I was deeply disturbed to read a story on thousands of National Guard soldiers beign ordered to repay re-enlistment bonuses from an improperly managed system.
Autumn has always been a time of change, bringing with it a feeling of fleeting beauty and transience. As I settle firmly into adulthood in my thirties, I have often found this pattern of evolving change to be true of life, as well.
As 1st Brigade Combat Team makes its way back from Korea, the homecoming ceremonies are happening back-to-back and bringing families together again. We in the media love these times — we love looking for young, married couples who were on their first deployment and, of course, the joyful tea…
Recently I’ve seen a lot of pictures on my friends’ Facebook pages of the “First Day of School” variety. I have a clear, though somewhat distant, memory of that time of the year with my own kids.