Post courtesy of Kristine Schellhaas, MFAN Advisor. Click here to read the original post from kristinespeaks.com. Most days, I’m on fire. I love my Marine, love living on base, love this life. I’ve spent years supporting military families by volunteering in my husband’s unit, through chaotic deployments and workups, supporting wounded warrior charities, and helping non-profit… Read full post
Continued from last week… As the countdown to our wedding day approached single digits, Aleksei arrived from Spain to find a substantial “honey do” list (picking up the wedding dinner menus, organizing gifts for the groomsmen, checking in with the rehearsal dinner venue) — we had about three days before family and friends started to… Read full post
I’m ashamed to say that my most valuable lesson as a military spouse took me 10 years to learn. I grew up a military kid, so being self-sufficient was drilled into me. I was taught to be strong and independent — not that I needed that much instruction. Even when I was a child, my… Read full post
Continued from last week… Spain. Do not panic (totally panicking). Orders to Spain! I didn’t know that was possible. I figured he would be staying in D.C. for the next few years, and by then, who knows — maybe we’d be together, maybe we wouldn’t. I immediately went into planning mode (as an event planner,… Read full post
The first time I spoke to the man who became my husband, I called him an a-hole. Except I added the s’s. I was 25 and single, and I was working on my tan poolside at a hotel in Fort Lauderdale, where I’d just gone on an interview for a job I hoped to… Read full post
X I was opposed to marrying someone in the military. To the amazing military families out there, please, take no offense. I was on a different path. Driven to be successful professionally, my plan had no room for moves every few years, I didn’t want to be told where to live, and I would not… Read full post
