Anytime I have to write about the death of a soldier or a veteran who is prominent in the community, it reminds me that we never know what tomorrow may bring.
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.
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.
As my husband and I prepare to leave the area, well past our “expiration date,” I decided that my last column would be an excerpt from my farewell reception speech.
Most days I enjoy scrolling through my Facebook feed, because somewhere buried within the political posts from far left and far right — and everything in between — is usually buried a gem of a meme.
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.
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.
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.
First, let me make it clear that I don’t believe spirituality is about religion. I believe spirituality could be described in the words our Founding Fathers — enshrined in our Declaration of Independence — as “the pursuit of happiness.”
“There is no greater love than this, there is no greater gift that could ever be given: to be willing to die so another might live — there is no greater love than this.”
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.
After the first debate, I really didn’t want to watch the second one on Sunday. Besides, it was on during “Westworld,” so we decided to record the debate for later viewing.
So, 1st Brigade Combat Team, 1st Cavalry Division, is slowly making its way back home from Korea and, soon enough, I’ll be firing up the grill again for my boys from 1st Squadron, 7th Cavalry Regiment.
Autumn, the season of pumpkins, turkeys and Halloween candy galore, has always been my favorite time of the year. This is probably because some of my best memories are tied into this season — raking leaves with my family as a kid, visiting apple orchards and decorating the house for Halloween.
There are two things in my life that never fail me: One — Everything hits the fan when my husband leaves for training and two, my children always find a new way to scare me.
Watching the debate Monday night probably gave me more of a headache than anything else. I suppose I could have made some popcorn, but I would have still been rather disappointed.
For the last week, ever since I received the internal 15-6 investigation from First Army about the Black Hawk crash back in November 2015, I’ve been chin-deep into the report analyzing the findings.
I had the privilege of speaking before a basketball gym’s worth of Fort Hood soldiers recently. I was asked by our Suicide Prevention program manager, Sharon Sutton, to speak at the opening of their second annual Resiliency Day. I was very honored to have done so, but also delightfully surpr…
Put yourself in the position of a ‘Big Old Bass’ and think about how many baits you have seen go past your nose — and how many you have really bit and found the point of that darn sharp hook in the corner of your mouth and, based on the fisherman being such a nice guy, he/she has released yo…
Racial tensions have been at the forefront of the news for a while now, but after San Francisco 49ers quarterback Colin Kaepernick decided to sit out the national anthem, things really started to get ugly on Facebook and other social media sites.
Here in Central Texas, within the highland lakes area, people are always asking me how fast bass grow. Well, a lot of that depends on Mother Nature and what she provides for the fish as far as shelter, forage, water levels and other factors.