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.

Orders are being cut and re-cut; pack-outs are being scheduled, boxes loaded onto trucks and military families worldwide are moving on to their next assignments.

Just as the wheels of my airplane touched back down in Texas Sunday morning, the first alert I saw after turning my cell phone back on was three Baton Rouge police officers were ambushed and killed in a shootout while we were 30,000 feet up.

At my current age, Albert Einstein had discovered the “Theory of Relativity,” but in 30 years I have called four states home, got married, lived in six houses, earned three degrees, bought a house of my own and had twins.

The last time I wrote a column I had a belly full of babies. I also had a career that I loved, yet I had no idea exactly how much my life was going to change. My husband and I had been a couple of D.I.N.K’s (double income, no kids) for more than a decade. I never really put much stock into T…

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