In Her Shoes is a series written by readers to give us a glimpse into their lives – to see what it is like to walk in their shoes. Today I’m honored to introduce you to my blogging buddy Moira. She is a military wife, mother, writer, and so much more. I hope that you will check out her lovely blog – Hearth and Homefront. Among other things, she writes a wonderful series where she matches books and recipes that would make for a wonderful time of discussion and friendship! Let’s join our friend as she tells us what it’s like to walk in her shoes. ~ Love, G
As I sat down to write this post, I looked back through the archives of In Her Shoes. I was struck by how very different all the writers are, and yet how each post left me inspired in a distinct area in my own life.
What on earth should I write about? Adopting our children? Receiving a special needs diagnosis for my youngest? Being a military spouse? None of those feel that inspirational to me. They are each part of my life, but not the whole. In the day to day you just keep going, no matter what life throws at you. The direction the road takes will change, but I can only move forward or stay still.
And so I move forward.
In the military there is a phrase that gets used a lot when talking to spouses: “Bloom where you’re planted”. As a new Air Force spouse more than ten years ago that drove me crazy. How could they expect us to bloom when we are constantly uprooted?
That cliché is still second place to “Go with the flow”; something that commanders only ever say when they are about to follow it up with bad news. A last minute move has come up, or a deployment has been extended.
Both of those phrases became running jokes in our family, because cynics that we are, we quickly realized that when life gets tough we needed something to make to laugh about.
Looking back at the last ten years I can see that instead of being running jokes they should have been family mottoes.
Hindsight is really something, huh?
I’ve moved my career through three states, and let it go in a fourth. We walked the dark valley of infertility, and came out the other side with two children born half a world away. My youngest was diagnosed on the Autism Spectrum. Now we balance his therapy appointments with piano lessons and soccer practice for our oldest son. I fight a new round of grief and worry that he may never get to follow in his older brothers footsteps in sports or school.
We are about to embark on a new journey as we leave the Active Duty Air Force for an Air Force Reserve unit. This means so many good things for our family, but comes with big, scary changes. It means a move to a new place where we don’t know anyone. New schools, new doctors, new everything. It means a return to lots of traveling for my husband, with the boys and I holding down the homefront while he’s gone. There’s no time to stand still in the midst of these changes, we can only move forward. Now I hold those silly phrases tightly, knowing that they are really the only way through this point in our life.
“Go with the flow” I’ll say with a laugh when we hit a new roadblock for the move.
“Bloom where you’re planted” my husband will reply.
We don’t sound so sarcastic anymore. These words have turned into our battle cry.
To read more encouraging stories, or if you are interested in sharing your own story, please go to the In Her Shoes tab near the top of the page. I love learning about the people in this series. Connecting with others seems to make the world feel not quite as big and scary. We’re all in this together. I can’t wait to hear from you, to read your stories, and learn more of what it is like to walk in your shoes.
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