PCS

If you are fortunate enough to be stationed in Europe, then the most festive time of the year is rapidly approaching - Christmas Market season! It's no secret that the winters in Europe can be dark, dreary and damp,...

It was perfectly planned. My husband and I would take our youngest son with us, stop at my grandma’s house, stay in a hotel halfway to our new state, and arrive at our new home the next day. My...

Moving is never easy. Since I’ve done it six times in ten years, I sort of go on auto-pilot: arrange for movers, declutter closets, call all utility companies on both sides, etc. But my little girl isn’t so familiar...

Embarking on your PCS journey can be both exciting and daunting. And it’s no secret that relocating to a new duty station involves meticulous planning and coordination - and of course lots of patience.  Of all the tasks on the...

We all wait for it - the moment those orders officially arrive telling us where to next and when. Whether it is good news or bad news, we start planning for the upcoming PCS (Permanent Change of Station) -...

If you've seen some of my most recent posts, you may have seen that we've just PCS'd. We've been living the extended stay life while waiting for a house on base to become available. We were at a hotel on...

Our little family is LOVING Okinawa, Japan. We love living the island lifestyle, and we also really love how kid-friendly and kid-focused the Japanese are. There are nursing rooms everywhere, kids are welcomed at almost all restaurants, and if...

I have been referred to as a “Crazy Dog Lady” no less than a dozen times. There is a significant list of people who have found it necessary to tell me that talking to dogs instead of people is not normal....

I was 18 years old the first time I moved away from home. And it changed me. I learned how to live with another female. As a girl with only brothers, this was a big one. Thankfully, I was lucky enough...

While reading fellow blogger Lindsay Swoboda’s recent post, “Trusting the Transition”, I found myself transformed back to when I was learning to drive a manual transmission and had a remarkably similar—and equally memorable—experience of being stalled in an intersection...

It was October of 2017. Our family had just PCSed back to my home state. My oldest son was four years old, and we had just enrolled him in preschool to prepare him for kindergarten. One afternoon and on...

Every few years the military sweeps us from coast to coast and sometimes even OCONUS (Outside Continental United States). For a woman who grew up with a very defined hometown (hands up for Dallas, Texas!), a cosmopolitan upbringing, and...