Tag: army life

Becoming and Unbecoming an Army Wife

The rest of the story… This is the written version of a presentation I made at the Mart Lions Club. You can view the video here. In July of 2007, I made a decision that changed my life. Before I can tell you that, I have to tell you...

10 Things Tuesday: Returning Stateside

Getting ready to return Stateside means looking forward to things we’ve been missing while in Germany. First and foremost, our family. Our wonderful, loving, praying family. It will be wonderful to visit with everyone in person for a change. It will be even more amazing if we live close...

Sweet Fellowship – Just a sliver of the pie

After two years in Germany, attending Ktown church of Christ, we were finally able to host home fellowship. Our living room comfortably(snugly) held 32 people, ranging in age from three months to 71 years. Our third-floor apartment is acoustically sound (pun intended) making for exceptional singing. Peter used some...

July Adventures: Sesame Street, Koln, and Going Barefoot

We packed so much fun into the month of July. The sun came out and we enjoyed some park dates with friends (Dietrich has friends of all ages, this particular friend is a teenage boy). Madilynn discovered park swings are fun. For the Fourth of July four-day weekend, we...

April: the month of the Military Child.

I’m often amazed at how much Dietrich has faced/endured. He is four years and nine months – give or take a few days – or 57 months. Of that time, Peter has been deployed 29 months (this is only deployments, not extended training or classes that take two to three...

What I learned this week from Snow

Around the holidays, we often hear “Keep Christ in Christmas” or “Jesus is the reason for the season.” However, shouldn’t Christ always be centered in our lives, as He is the reason for every season? It’s March in Germany, and snowing again. Not a little snow, or a melting...

Our Newest Gift

Almost exactly a year after a miscarriage, we welcomed our precious little girl into the world. She is every bit worth the wait and worth a more challenging pregnancy than I had with her brother. Here’s a review: I spent half the pregnancy with “morning sickness” – which plagued...

The Difference a Day Makes

Yesterday We were supposed to be napping. Instead, Dietrich wanted to play, after all, he is three. As he played with the pillows, blanket, and my hands, I found myself staring at my reflection in his eyes. I then began to wonder how this darling child sees me. Lately,...

My Grief

My grief is my own, no one else’s. It is not right or wrong, nor should anyone judge me for the way I am doing it. My loss, even if we have similar experiences, is not your loss. If you don’t have a similar experience you cannot definitively say...