I am fluent….

“….in Army”—how my mom would finish that statement. Matter of fact, when I told her I was looking forward to the “96”, her response what “what?” When I explained that “96” is what the Marine Corps calls a four day weekend. Which gets me the following, “Well I am fluent in Army.”

That statement said it all—We become comfortable with our world the way it is. We learn the words and ways of that world becoming fluent in it. It is that fluency that makes it so comfortable for us. It the fluency that we can fall back on when times get tough; connects us to each other as fellow Army dependents; and gives a sense of community. It can be a separating factor—I can chat a million miles an hour about Army life and my civilian friends’ eyes glaze over. My comfort level with the Army specifically and the military in general as not minimized much in the years since my dad retired.

It is this comfort–this fluency that makes it so easy for me to say “Yes, I will be a Marine’s girlfriend.” Not because I think it will be glamorous because I know it will not be. Not because he looks Hot in his uniform especially those Blues—though he does!! Not because of a lot of other reasons, I could list—Rather because I know I can handle it and I know that I will be fine. I may not always feel like I am fluent—like I am competent but I know that I can with time, continued practice, and lots of prayer be the Women behind the Marine. Now with that comes a new community to become comfortable with; a new language to become fluent in.

My mom’s quote has been floating around in my head since mom said it. It makes it clear that I am in uncharted territory—I am in the world of the Marine Corps. What adventures wait me remain to be seen but….I am looking forward it. I have a whole other language to learn but I am ready!!


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……The goal of every deployment in the eyes of military family. Now of course we ‘understand’ the need for our military to be deploying but seriously, we are generally happier knowing they are safe and in arms reach.

I just, this past weekend, posted about the religious homecoming as well a the college one….I wanted to expand on the military one over here. Let me tell you from a personal view, it is an amazing thing; one of the most blessed amazing days of my life, one I will always remember.

It is not that day that really brought it home that I was really going to get the keep my father in my life for a reasonable amount (2 weeks) of time. It was two months (give or take a few days) on May 16, 200x, the official homecoming. My father marched for the last time in formation with his unit; he worked one of his last protection details; he wore his ‘war face’ one of the last times. I finally had my father home!!!

I will not deny that separation changed me and my relationship with my dad. I will say that it changed me in some amazing ways but in some ways I wish it had not. I feared him coming home, would he know me or would I know him…I don’t me recognize him, I mean would he understand what i was feeling and would I be able to relate to him??? I mean I had survived a lot with him directly there, granted not the first time but this time it was ‘more meaningful’ to me (please keep in mind that I was a teenager). I worried a lot the few weeks before and for several weeks, months, even a few years later; how much did that experience change us?

So in summary: Homecoming is joyful and much awaited but holds a certain fear/concern.


9/11/01 ….a date that I will never forget….a date that most Americans will never forget.

I found myself sitting I down to write this post and had no words….

…..even nine years later I find myself at a lost for words to describe what I am feeling and needing to say.

So let me leave it with….Thanks to the men and women in uniform, those who came home and those who gave the ultimate sacrifice.  Thanks you to my father and Friends.

Freedom Friday

Every time I listen to this song I get chills. Those chills are the same that I get when I seethe cross in Arlington or Normandy! Those chills normally lead to tears. Tears for the sacrifice for those who died protecting my freedoms. The tears stream in happiness and gratitude for the protection and God’s forgiveness as well as ultimate sacrificer.

Blue to Gold

I can’t imagine Mrs. P’s pain…so I will let her tell you herself. My warning though, it is a tear-jeaker. For you see, her Husband, Cpl P. died March 14, 2010 never having held his daughter, who was born in January.

Gold Star Wife

I can say this I know that the military community, especially the Marines will be there in whatever way they can for her. My prayers are with her and her daughter.

Alexander Haig, former secretary of state

Alexander Haig, former secretary of state, dies . I although I do not know much about General (RET) Haig, I can say that America lost a true patriot today.  He lived a full life and saw the change of many administrations; working for three Presidents.

My prayers with his family in this time of mourning.