How to be a Military Dependent in Name Only I love my life, my family, and my husband. But it occurred to me that I had lost something significant to me. I lost myself– I abandoned my independence when I …
It was unavoidable. I am fifty years old. However, I am 50+ years old. FIFTY people, 50, half a century, five decades. They say black doesn’t crack. I agree I’m sexier at 50. Unfortunately, I’ve outlived good music, using the …
She said, marriage is not easy and that many people aren’t willing to put in the effort it takes to make it work, and that EVENTUALLY, it wouldn’t just be about me and him. It would be about OUR kids, OUR finances, OUR jobs, OUR extended families, OUR expectations and OUR future. And that we needed to make sure that the “OURS” aligned. She said I needed to be sure that this guy was THE GUY.
I haven’t worked full-time outside the home in a few years. But I want a job. I have things I’d like to do that require funds and the whole “dependent” blanket I’ve been wearing up to my eyeballs is wearing a little thin these days. I want—scratch that, I need a job. But it’s not for lack of trying that I don’t have one. I have applied to quite a few of them until recently. I have been a victim—a victim of my own short-sidedness.
Moving every three years to another duty station is something we all have plenty of experience dealing with, packing up, and moving away from our friends, jobs, daily routines, etc. But we can do a few things to ensure that …