I haven’t kept it a big secret that this is hardly my favorite place in the world. Eight months ago, my Marine husband and I PCSed to Marine Corps Base Camp Lejeune from the most beautiful little city on the coast of central California, and I’ve never battled so much with feeling content. We bought our house sight unseen and drove for over 50 hours across the United States to thetell me the rest!
Category: Military
His daddy is missing his firsts
Right now it’s just Little Man and me at home so we’ve been hanging out all day. We chilled at Home Depot and he threw up cashews all over the moulding in my cart. He ate toilet paper. We went on an adventure to pick up snazzy homemade mugs from a local mom. He played in the toilet while I did my makeup until I realized what he was doing. Wetell me the rest!
To the military wife who feels like the mistress
Sometimes as we drive home the road ahead blurs and we can hardly see through the tears. Another goodbye. Another night alone. Another drive spent wondering when we’ll see him again. Many times wondering if we’ll ever see him again. Last night I didn’t want to go to sleep because that would require crawling into an empty bed–I didn’t want to turn off the Christmas lights because a dark home feels like a lonelytell me the rest!
The Marine Corps: destroyer of idols
Last night I had the chance to see my husband for an hour. Sixty minutes. It was wonderful. Our situation really is great. First, getting to see him at all a huge gift because many wives don’t even get sixty minutes, sometimes for a year at a time. Second, he’s only gone for three weeks. You seasoned military wives are probably chuckling right now–three weeks is nothing in the Marinetell me the rest!