Tag: duty station
For My Daughter on Her First Birthday
My daughter just turned one, and I keep crying about it.
It’s been a year since this little one came careening into the world two...
Living in the Moment when the Moment’s About to End
These days, the first thing anyone asks me is, “Are you ready for the move?” We’re PCSing in six weeks. I should be deep...
Grit and Heart (and Also Quite Smart): This Is What Military...
Military families make up less than 0.5 percent of the American population.
Though we have been at war since 9/11, few Americans have served in...
5 Reasons Why Living in Indiana Is the Best
Other than living overseas for a few years as a child, for most of my life I have lived in Indiana, also known as...
A Little Lone Star Love: Leaving Texas
Seven and a half years.
Besides the state I grew up in, this is the longest I have lived anywhere.
When we first moved to...
In Our Next House … A Poem of Dreaming and Scheming
Like you, many of the contributors of Military Moms Blog have had a Permanent Change of Station this summer. With the way the military...
Staying Present During a PCS
We all wait for it - the moment those orders officially arrive telling us where to next and when. Whether it is good news...
Military Moms Blog Guide to Duty Stations
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...
10 Reasons to Love Being Stationed at Fort Jackson, South Carolina
When we moved to South Carolina, I didn't know what to expect. I knew it was going to be a heck of a lot...
It Takes a Village, But Turnover is High
One of the challenges of being a military spouse is that you are unlikely to live near your (or your spouse's) family. That means...
5 Must-See Beaches When Stationed in Jacksonville, NC
When military families first find out they’re going to be stationed in Jacksonville, North Carolina, they tend to be less than thrilled. They were...
Air Command and Staff College: The Good, The Bad and the...
My phone rang as I was leaving the grocery store. It was my husband. I hadn't thought much of it because he often calls...












