Wornoutwoman

As a brat, our military roots had us living in many areas.  The east coast is of them.  This photo is from the era when we lived at Cherry Point MC Base which is not now getting pounded by Hurricane Florence along with New Bern, Morehead City, Kitty Hawk, and many more areas.  A lot of our military friends still live in these areas along the coast. Our prayers go out to everyone affected by this monstrous storm.  I pray everyone had the foresight to evacuate, but I know not everyone will.  So, I pray for everyone's safety as they suffer through this crazy time in our world's history. I love our country and the people that make it up, but this hits home a bit harder as Hurricane Florence ravages a place where I've left a bit of my heart. Home is where the heart is, which is true as I have bits of my heart scattered throughout the world. And, the east coast has a big part of it. God, protect our loved ones and our first responders.  ...

As a brat, you see all sorts of different elements around the globe, which makes one understand how certain aspects of life can shape cultures, economies, and moments in time. I wish I could express to those who don't understand the military, just how sacred our freedoms are ... because of the blood that has been shed by our military men and women throughout time.  Saying thank you isn't enough. Honoring them over a weekend seems trivial.  I wish I could open more eyes of  complacent Americans to allow them an insight into how much heart has gone into their citizenship and rights, whether they appreciate them or not. Thank you to our fallen heroes. Thank you is not enough - but thank you is all I have. ‪#‎ happymemorialday‬ *On a side note - a lot of people get Memorial Day and Veteran's Day mixed up.  Today is about serving the fallen. Although thanking the living vets is always welcome  ... today is reserved for those who shed blood for o...

I can't believe twenty years ago I was a fresh young pup ready to take on the world, thinking - no, knowing - I knew everything there was to life and what it had in store for me. Twenty years ago this month I graduated from a wonderful school over in Japan and left behind some really wonderful friends. I say left behind because when you're a military brat - you don't have the option to go home for the weekend to visit the folks and all your buddies when you leave for college. Chances are your folks are packing up not too long after you are and headed for another duty station hundreds of miles away. And all your closest friends' families are doing the same. There is no going home. Home is where you are for the moment until it changes again. Your friends you just have to hope will keep in touch, but if not you already know the art of making really good new ones - as that's what you've done your whole life. However, when you're a brat and you live ...