Nomad 10/03/2009
 
Hey all! I thought I would give a quick update right now because I have a pretty big headache and reading research for my research methods class isn't really helping. Everything has been going pretty well in life; I really have no complaints outside of the fact that we're moving again, and so today I had to sort out the remainder of my stuff in my room and either box it up, take it to school or donate it. 

Even though my involvement in the military never quite began until November of last year, when Steve and I began dating, I've probably moved more than some military families even as a civilian. Sometimes I feel my existence has been a nomadic one. 
I attended seven different elementary schools from kindergarten through fifth (the best year being fourth grade, where I attended THREE different schools in just 9 months' time); lived in about 10 different apartments/houses in 3 different states (Wyoming, N. Dakota & now we're in Missouri) & am only 21, and looking to do law school out of state soon, which would be yet another move under my belt. All this while not being a military brat or wife of a soldier (yet - hopefuly; I don't want to push my luck!) can take a toll on a person!

I don't envy people who stay in one place their whole life; they really miss out on meeting new people or the potential to start over which moving provides. I guess even now, at age 21, I should be used to moving, but it still bothers me to move, even when it's necessary (like right now, with us putting our house up for sale and my mom and stepdad going through a divorce). The only constant security & stability I've had has been in the form of my mother, who even at the young age she is, with three kids to take care of and all the added stress of our situation, still is the best example I have of a driven, motivated woman. 

While it's never easy having to box up everything and move yet again to an unfamiliar place, we are able to make the move fairly smoothly considering all that we face in lieu of a move.It's difficult to move and do new things, but I'm hoping all these moves I've had in my young life serve a purpose; maybe God has been preparing me all along for the trials of a marriage based around the military and all the moves which come along with it. 

Maybe I'll be able to orchestrate moves for my family as a "dependent" as fluidly as my mom has as a civilian. [*side-rant: That term for wives is pretty degrading, isn't it? You're MORE than a dependent, but I guess not in the eyes of the armed forces. Bleh. That's one thing that just irks me so much! *end of rant] 

While I don't know what the future holds, hopefully we don't have many moves left before we really have a home and aren't just attempting to live in a house friends are providing for us in our time of need. (Note: While I am grateful and very thankful we do have somewhere to go, it was such a DUMP before we got there and cleaned over the course of the end of summer!)Ok, back to school work. Enjoy your weekend, everyone!
 


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