Showing posts with label navy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label navy. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

To live in a Non- military town...

Posted by Hope at 3:34 PM 0 comments


Hubby and I went to a wedding this weekend.  The groom was active duty Navy.  There were a total of 4 sailors at the wedding, in uniform.

After the wedding hubby and I went to the grocery store {there was an H.E.B. in the town we were in!!}.  Well, it was a bit uncomfortable having almost everyone in the store staring at you... they don't see sailors in uniform very often evidently... LOL

Alot of people came up and thanked my husband for serving his country.  I was really strange being somewhere military isn't an everyday thing.

Monday, February 08, 2010

Changing the air filter -- not soo easy!

Posted by Hope at 8:48 PM 2 comments
Changing the air filter in the AC should be easy, right?  Well, we have 2 units, both of which are in the upstairs attic.  While Rik was on Det this last time, I had to change them.  No problem.  I hadn't been in the upstairs attic since we bought this house... no need to really.  Until now .....
I changed the one, not too hard ... but the other one !  Look at this picture !
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  No, the picture is not turned sideways... this is exactly how it looks.  I had to CLIMB on the side to get to where the filter is!  NOT REAL safe if you ask me !


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Wednesday, September 09, 2009

Military Wife

Posted by Hope at 1:09 PM 0 comments
Each one may look different and each is wonderfully unique, But this they have in common:

Lots of moving...
Moving...
Moving...
Moving far from home...
Moving two cars, three kids and one dog...all riding with HER of course.
Moving sofas to basements because they won't go in THIS house; Moving curtains that won't fit; Moving jobs and certifications and professional development hours.
Moving away from friends;
Moving toward new friends;
Moving her most important luggage: her trunk full of memories.

Often waiting...
Waiting...
Waiting...
Waiting for housing.
Waiting for orders.
Waiting for deployments.
Waiting for phone calls.
Waiting for reunions.
Waiting for the new curtains to arrive.
Waiting for him to come home,
For dinner...AGAIN!

They call her 'Military Dependent', but she knows better:
She is fiercely In-Dependent.

She can balance a check book;
Handle the yard work;
Fix a noisy toilet;
Bury the family pet...

She is intimately familiar with drywall anchors and toggle bolts.
She can file the taxes;
Sell a house;
Buy a car;
Or set up a move...
.....all with ONE Power of Attorney.

She welcomes neighbors that don't welcome her.
She reinvents her career with every PCS; Locates a house in the desert, The Arctic, Or the deep south.
And learns to call them all 'home'.
She MAKES them all home.

Military Wives are somewhat hasty...
They leap into:
Decorating,
Leadership,
Volunteering,
Career alternatives,
Churches,
And friendships.
They don't have 15 years to get to know people.
Their roots are short but flexible.
They plant annuals for themselves and perennials for those who come after them.

Military Wives quickly learn to value each other:
They connect over coffee,
Rely on the spouse network,
Accept offers of friendship and favors.
Record addresses in pencil...

Military Wives have a common bond:
The Military Wife has a husband unlike other husbands; his commitment is unique.
He doesn't have a 'JOB'
He has a 'MISSION' that he can't just decide to quit...
He's on-call for his country 24/7.
But for her, he's the most unreliable guy in town!
His language is foreign
TDY
PCS
OPR
SOS
ACC
BDU
ACU
BAR
CIB
TAD
And so, a Military Wife is a translator for her family and his.
She is the long- distance link to keep them informed; the glue that holds them together.

A Military Wife has her moments:
She wants to wring his neck;
Dye his uniform pink;
Refuse to move to Siberia;
But she pulls herself together.
Give her a few days,
A travel brochure,
A long hot bath,
A pledge to the flag,
A wedding picture,
And she goes.
She packs.
She moves.
She follows.

Why?
What for?
How come?
You may think it is because she has lost her mind.
But actually it is because she has lost her heart .
It was stolen from her by a man,
Who puts duty first,
Who longs to deploy,
Who salutes the flag,
And whose boots in the doorway remind her that as long as he is her Military Husband, she will remain his military wife.
And would have it no other way.

--Author Unknown

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