I never imagined the mere mention of three seemingly benign letters would make my blood pressure skyrocket. "PCS," or Permanent Change of Station for...
Traveling takes on a whole other meaning when you have to do it with kids. I found myself in this exact predicament when my...
It’s been one of those weeks, folks, where complaint after compliant leaves my lips and my heart feels weakened by the hardships of this...
After a thousand mile road trip, I finally asked my sister the question I wasn’t sure I wanted the answer to, “Do you...
A few weeks ago, I was bracing for a busy day. My son woke up feeling sick and since I work from home, I...
12 Months Out.
Orders probably haven’t arrived, but the plans are in motion. Every holiday I find myself pausing before setting the décor out. Thinking...
(Disclaimer: If you are one of my friends who live in Wichita Falls, Texas, and you are NOT military, close your eyes and scroll...
The hallmark of military life is the dreaded permanent change of station.
Whether you are sitting in an empty home with only the smell of...
“Sign us up!” my kids commanded after receiving mail from YMCA’s Camp Carson. Normally, I’d be put off by such demands, but this is...
In early May I had the opportunity to attend a conference called Homefront Rising, in Washington D.C.
Homefront Rising is a one-day non-partisan leadership boot...
Snail Mail Still Matters
I am entrenched in our on-demand, instant gratification world of communication. Landline phones and calling cards seem so outdated that it’s...
Moving to a new assignment means it's time to say goodbye to your comfortable house and familiar belongings and head to the base or...

















