Bowling for Spouses
Every summer, a fresh crop of newly-PCSed military spouses emerge from housing like swarming termites in search of pulp. They follow other spouses to school, approach them in the commissary, […]
View ArticleWithering Heights: The Humbling of a Seasoned Milspouse
As my car wound along Lexington Street through the neat rows of tidy duplexes in Coddington Cove military housing community near Naval Station Newport, Rhode Island, I breathed a long sigh of relief...
View ArticleWill remote work opportunities bridge the stubborn milspouse unemployment gap?
... what would surprise most Americans is that military spouses have faced Depression-era levels of unemployment for decades.
View ArticleThe Unknown — A milspouse’s greatest fear
“What’s next? When will we move? Where will we live? Will I find a job? Where will the kids go to school? Will we make good friends? Will we be happy there?” ...
View ArticleMilitary PCS Moves: Taking the gamble
Unfortunately, military PCS moves are a gamble. No matter how much you plan and prepare, something always gets lost, stolen or broken. You can only hope that it’s that ugly microwave cart that you’ve...
View ArticleFinding community requires serving community… sometimes deep fried
I arrived at 8:30 AM, just as four other volunteers were setting up a shade canopy over the deep fat fryer...After two decades of managing three kids’ sports team obligations, I’d earned an honorary...
View ArticleSample Milspouse Letter: To the Friend I Ignore
I can see it in your eyes. You’re not happy. You think I’ve been ignoring you. You think I’m an awful friend...
View ArticleIt’s All Relative: Am I becoming my mother?
My daughter has a thirty-second video on her phone. This particular video is unremarkable, but for me, it evokes a mix of significant emotions about my mother.
View Article8 Ways Military Life Makes You a Better Person
On dreary, cold days when the snow is dingy with soot, you can slide into negative thinking as easily as snot slips from your toddler’s nostrils...
View ArticleShe’s A Little Runaway
I was about six years old, and I was running away from home. For real this time.
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