When my husband asked me to marry him, I don't think he was sure it would be alright to bring children into the mobile lifestyle of the military. I assured him that I had moved around as a child and turned out okay. As long as our family stuck together, we would raise happy, well-adjusted individuals.
Today I had a conversation with my mom which made me question my assurance. I told her how much I hoped our kids would fit in and how much I felt like I couldn't fit in growing up. I became so emotional about the alienation I felt that I almost cried then and there. I left high school and home over 12 years ago and I can still bring up those negative feelings as easily as if it was today.
Our kids will grow up around other military kids. It stands to reason that they will have plenty in common with the children they see in school and in our neighborhoods. I'm sure all will be fine.
I need to keep reminding myself of how well adjusted I am.
Friday, August 29, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
The Budget
Yesterday I said I didn't want to be political. Today I'm backtracking. I think I just don't want to do anything that's not in my own interests.
I'm afraid of what elected officials might choose to do with the budget that might affect my lifestyle. I want to be able to live comfortably, have my own car, stay home with my children, earn my own income and have nice shoes. These can be really tough goals for an enlisted family.
I said that I think the pay gap between senior enlisted and officers should be smaller. This opinion is in my own interest. I see guys like my husband who will remain enlisted no matter how much education they finish. It makes it tough for a wife to look at another woman with the same education and background and not resent that she can more comfortably afford nicer shoes.
The raises approved by congress this year are the same percentage across the board. If we're talking percentages, that means that the raise is higher for people making more money in the first place. In some cases that's really justifiable, but some guys are just filling space and making more money. That seems inequitable. A guy making $30,000 getting a 3% raise gets a mere $900 more, a guy making $60,000 gets $1800 more and one that makes $120,000 gets $3600. Those numbers seem like a pittance in print to me, but I wonder if more merit pay would inspire guys to earn those raises. Maybe they do earn them through merit promotions.
I am a wife, I should probably continue to deal with my home budget and leave the military budget to people who hopefully know better. My vote is my power, though, and I'm thinking about it.
I'm afraid of what elected officials might choose to do with the budget that might affect my lifestyle. I want to be able to live comfortably, have my own car, stay home with my children, earn my own income and have nice shoes. These can be really tough goals for an enlisted family.
I said that I think the pay gap between senior enlisted and officers should be smaller. This opinion is in my own interest. I see guys like my husband who will remain enlisted no matter how much education they finish. It makes it tough for a wife to look at another woman with the same education and background and not resent that she can more comfortably afford nicer shoes.
The raises approved by congress this year are the same percentage across the board. If we're talking percentages, that means that the raise is higher for people making more money in the first place. In some cases that's really justifiable, but some guys are just filling space and making more money. That seems inequitable. A guy making $30,000 getting a 3% raise gets a mere $900 more, a guy making $60,000 gets $1800 more and one that makes $120,000 gets $3600. Those numbers seem like a pittance in print to me, but I wonder if more merit pay would inspire guys to earn those raises. Maybe they do earn them through merit promotions.
I am a wife, I should probably continue to deal with my home budget and leave the military budget to people who hopefully know better. My vote is my power, though, and I'm thinking about it.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Politics for the Wife
One friend asked me a political question about how military members feel about the current administration.
I cannot, in all honesty, answer for the military. I can't even say I have a good sample for which to speak.
I have come to realize, in my contemplation, that honoring the sitting president has nothing to do with blindly following your leader or respecting the Commander-in-Chief, so much that it's a matter of respect. It would be inappropriate for me to bad mouth my husband in public. It is immature to speak poorly of our employers to others. It would be a bad show for someone to speak out publicly about touchy and highly nuanced subjects such as military involvement in the current administration.
I am not a politician, nor would I wish to be. Politicians have to make awful decisions. Sometimes they have to sacrifice their own values for some greater good that even they cannot see. My values are pretty strong and I don't think I could make those sacrifices. I wouldn't say that many politicians are good at making decisions properly, but they do make decisions. They have to see black and white where there's gray, lavender and blue.
Would you ask Laura Bush to speak publicly against her husband? Do you think Hillary Clinton should denounce political things Bill did? I don't.
I cannot, in all honesty, answer for the military. I can't even say I have a good sample for which to speak.
I have come to realize, in my contemplation, that honoring the sitting president has nothing to do with blindly following your leader or respecting the Commander-in-Chief, so much that it's a matter of respect. It would be inappropriate for me to bad mouth my husband in public. It is immature to speak poorly of our employers to others. It would be a bad show for someone to speak out publicly about touchy and highly nuanced subjects such as military involvement in the current administration.
I am not a politician, nor would I wish to be. Politicians have to make awful decisions. Sometimes they have to sacrifice their own values for some greater good that even they cannot see. My values are pretty strong and I don't think I could make those sacrifices. I wouldn't say that many politicians are good at making decisions properly, but they do make decisions. They have to see black and white where there's gray, lavender and blue.
Would you ask Laura Bush to speak publicly against her husband? Do you think Hillary Clinton should denounce political things Bill did? I don't.
Monday, August 25, 2008
A Three Step Plan for Coping
Three essentials I found for coping with stressors in on base life are: all weather exercise gear, a third party to listen and the ability to keep your mouth shut with neighbors.
First, I must stress the all weather exercise gear. In Louisiana, I needed to walk whether it was gloomy and raining or 110 degrees with 100% humidity. I recommend rain gear. A stroller with a rain cover is helpful. Being able to swallow my pride and expose stretch marks and cellulite was an advantage, too. I had to strip Elaina down to just her diaper and make sure her stroller was well shaded at least once.
Second, a third party for listening. I regret that I may have passed on my bad mood to some of my friends on base. That sort of thing just spreads and before you know it everyone in the neighborhood is either fighting with their husbands, too, or talking about how you're on your way to a divorce. On the flip side, there are also the people who I trusted and confided in who were less than trustworthy. My mother was my best sounding board. For others it may be a sister, a childhood friend, or someone they met off base and cultivated a friendship with. I value my friendships with other military wives, but we tend to face similar obstacles and sometimes they seem insurmountable as none of us find viable solutions.
This brings me to my third point. I am not good at keeping my mouth shut. I had to learn and I still have improvements to make. Your neighbors will talk about any little thing you say to them as if it's a monumental problem. I told one neighbor that I couldn't watch her daughter that evening because I had had an argument with my husband that needed to be straightened out. She held this against me and when she felt the time was right she told me that I was unreliable and that my marriage needed work. I thought I was putting my marriage first and acting as responsibly as I could. Evidentially it would have been more responsible to watch her daughter, so that she could go to a movie with her husband, and straighten out my misunderstanding later.
First, I must stress the all weather exercise gear. In Louisiana, I needed to walk whether it was gloomy and raining or 110 degrees with 100% humidity. I recommend rain gear. A stroller with a rain cover is helpful. Being able to swallow my pride and expose stretch marks and cellulite was an advantage, too. I had to strip Elaina down to just her diaper and make sure her stroller was well shaded at least once.
Second, a third party for listening. I regret that I may have passed on my bad mood to some of my friends on base. That sort of thing just spreads and before you know it everyone in the neighborhood is either fighting with their husbands, too, or talking about how you're on your way to a divorce. On the flip side, there are also the people who I trusted and confided in who were less than trustworthy. My mother was my best sounding board. For others it may be a sister, a childhood friend, or someone they met off base and cultivated a friendship with. I value my friendships with other military wives, but we tend to face similar obstacles and sometimes they seem insurmountable as none of us find viable solutions.
This brings me to my third point. I am not good at keeping my mouth shut. I had to learn and I still have improvements to make. Your neighbors will talk about any little thing you say to them as if it's a monumental problem. I told one neighbor that I couldn't watch her daughter that evening because I had had an argument with my husband that needed to be straightened out. She held this against me and when she felt the time was right she told me that I was unreliable and that my marriage needed work. I thought I was putting my marriage first and acting as responsibly as I could. Evidentially it would have been more responsible to watch her daughter, so that she could go to a movie with her husband, and straighten out my misunderstanding later.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
My Application for Sainthood
Tomorrow I'm going to tell everyone how I find my Zen after feeling awful.
Today I'm going to tell you how I don't.
I probably went over my cell phone minutes by about an hour the day that my neighbor said she didn't want to hang around me because she felt like I was competing with her. I walked about 15 miles and talked to my mother on my cell phone for a lot of that time.
Later, I cried and yelled at my husband. I blamed him for putting me where I was and trapping me with these awful women on base. I blamed him for not making more money and for not finding us more happy couples and families to be friends with.
After all that unhealthy behavior (well, the walking might have been healthy), I started to deal with things a better way....
Today I'm going to tell you how I don't.
I probably went over my cell phone minutes by about an hour the day that my neighbor said she didn't want to hang around me because she felt like I was competing with her. I walked about 15 miles and talked to my mother on my cell phone for a lot of that time.
Later, I cried and yelled at my husband. I blamed him for putting me where I was and trapping me with these awful women on base. I blamed him for not making more money and for not finding us more happy couples and families to be friends with.
After all that unhealthy behavior (well, the walking might have been healthy), I started to deal with things a better way....
Friday, August 22, 2008
In The Real World
Last year, on an impromptu trip to Illinois, I bumped into an old classmate. She said several things that stuck with me. One of them was, "make sure your husband knows what he wants to do in the real world, when he gets out of the Air Force."
Mind you, her perception of the military is something you do when you're 18 and "don't have anything better to do". When you're done with an enlistment, you should get out and get on with a so-called normal life. This is a preposterous assumption.
First, in order for our military to function properly, we need people who stay active for twenty years or more. Second, not everyone who enlists does so fresh out of high school. Third, I don't know if she even knew if my husband was enlisted or officer, but that fact remains irrelevant.
It seems antiquated to me to assume that people who are enlisted must be less educated or less worthy. The disparity in pay between senior NCOs and officers should be diminishing. The perception of class based assumptions just perpetuates all those old stereotypes of the enlisted, white trash contingent of the military family.
Mind you, her perception of the military is something you do when you're 18 and "don't have anything better to do". When you're done with an enlistment, you should get out and get on with a so-called normal life. This is a preposterous assumption.
First, in order for our military to function properly, we need people who stay active for twenty years or more. Second, not everyone who enlists does so fresh out of high school. Third, I don't know if she even knew if my husband was enlisted or officer, but that fact remains irrelevant.
It seems antiquated to me to assume that people who are enlisted must be less educated or less worthy. The disparity in pay between senior NCOs and officers should be diminishing. The perception of class based assumptions just perpetuates all those old stereotypes of the enlisted, white trash contingent of the military family.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Not Just White Trash
In reading a couple of books targeted at military wives, I noticed a stark contrast in perceptions. One author, my favorite, made it clear that all types of women are military wives. Some are young brides and others are average, while still others are older, re-married, or widowed. Many of the wives around the military have education levels as high as post-graduate work, while others may not have even finished high school. There are military families that were started by teenagers and others who began having children after a decade or more of adult marriage.
Isn't this how people are in the wider world? Diverse people is just how the Earth continues a balance. We need custodians and computer technicians, cooks and chemists. Mothers and wives also need to come from diverse backgrounds. If I didn't read about scientific research and listen to women who learned from experience, I would only get part of the whole story.
I don't always recognize this when I feel down and alone. My advice for each person attached to the military is to remember how many people are around and chose to surround yourself with ones that can bring peace to your life. We cannot always avoid our gossipy neighbor (nor do we always want to) or maintain a gossip proof life. The impact of the negative can be kept to a minimum.
Isn't this how people are in the wider world? Diverse people is just how the Earth continues a balance. We need custodians and computer technicians, cooks and chemists. Mothers and wives also need to come from diverse backgrounds. If I didn't read about scientific research and listen to women who learned from experience, I would only get part of the whole story.
I don't always recognize this when I feel down and alone. My advice for each person attached to the military is to remember how many people are around and chose to surround yourself with ones that can bring peace to your life. We cannot always avoid our gossipy neighbor (nor do we always want to) or maintain a gossip proof life. The impact of the negative can be kept to a minimum.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
More About Gossip
I think some of you may be interested to hear of my experiences with on base living.
I'm going to tell you all exactly why my family moved off base after James got orders last year, even knowing that we'd only live there for six months.
Barksdale was in the process of transitioning to privatized housing and we were hearing a lot of promises and rumors. I was already feeling bad for agreeing to move into the house we lived in for a year and a half. I asked if we would be allowed to move to newer housing in the near future and the community liaison told me that new houses would be more than a year away. We were being asked to sign a year long lease on a house that was driving me up the wall already.
After my conversation with the housing man, I spoke with other women who I assumed were my friends as well as neighbors. One is always supportive of me. One is sort of cagey. The third, who I thought was a friend, tore me down emotionally to a point where I can barely think of her without tearing up. It was this, feeling like I didn't have the friend I thought I had, that made me decide I couldn't stay in the hostile atmosphere of base housing.
I already dealt with a neighbor who told vicious lies about myself and my relationship with my husband. My husband negotiated working with someone hostile because of lies told by an unfriendly neighbor. I was not going to live right there with someone who, under the guise of friendship, could not understand my good intentions and positive attitude for it's face value.
I'm going to tell you all exactly why my family moved off base after James got orders last year, even knowing that we'd only live there for six months.
Barksdale was in the process of transitioning to privatized housing and we were hearing a lot of promises and rumors. I was already feeling bad for agreeing to move into the house we lived in for a year and a half. I asked if we would be allowed to move to newer housing in the near future and the community liaison told me that new houses would be more than a year away. We were being asked to sign a year long lease on a house that was driving me up the wall already.
After my conversation with the housing man, I spoke with other women who I assumed were my friends as well as neighbors. One is always supportive of me. One is sort of cagey. The third, who I thought was a friend, tore me down emotionally to a point where I can barely think of her without tearing up. It was this, feeling like I didn't have the friend I thought I had, that made me decide I couldn't stay in the hostile atmosphere of base housing.
I already dealt with a neighbor who told vicious lies about myself and my relationship with my husband. My husband negotiated working with someone hostile because of lies told by an unfriendly neighbor. I was not going to live right there with someone who, under the guise of friendship, could not understand my good intentions and positive attitude for it's face value.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Gossip on Base
I could speak to the obvious, but I'll just say that I probably won't live on base ever again. That said, I'm not talking about malicious personal gossip.
Often, when working, living and socializing with the same people, rumors start. They are not all bad. Some are filled with hope, like "the new base housing will be ready in six months," or "they're going to let all children, even those on Tricare Prime, see off base pediatricians." There are the bad ones, such as "the base is closing and our airmen will have to retrain or separate." All of these rumors have bad consequences. They make people scramble or set up unreasonable expectations.
Unfortunately, I've had to learn that I'll believe things when I see them. There is information that the military just isn't going to disclose with the civilians attached. The reasons for the closed mouths are reasonable and I've accepted that. More people are going to need to for tranquility on base to take hold. Do you think we can have peace on one little corner of the military world like base housing?
Often, when working, living and socializing with the same people, rumors start. They are not all bad. Some are filled with hope, like "the new base housing will be ready in six months," or "they're going to let all children, even those on Tricare Prime, see off base pediatricians." There are the bad ones, such as "the base is closing and our airmen will have to retrain or separate." All of these rumors have bad consequences. They make people scramble or set up unreasonable expectations.
Unfortunately, I've had to learn that I'll believe things when I see them. There is information that the military just isn't going to disclose with the civilians attached. The reasons for the closed mouths are reasonable and I've accepted that. More people are going to need to for tranquility on base to take hold. Do you think we can have peace on one little corner of the military world like base housing?
Monday, August 18, 2008
A New Direction
I haven't gotten a lot of feedback. Admittedly, I haven't posted nearly what I need to be successful. I would appreciate any feedback telling me what my readers are interested in knowing. I was going to just give bullet points and step by step instructions on the PCS, but I'm finding people aren't nearly as interested in the subject as I am.
I'm really going to try to post every day this week.
I'm really going to try to post every day this week.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
The Command Giveth and The Command Taketh Away
The first time in my military marriage that we were given orders was a pivotal point in my life. I had, that very day, accepted a promotion at the public library. It took me 9 months to find this job. The job I felt fit me.
My husband called with the "guess what" good news, I told my new boss that I guess I would be formally turning down the position in print the next day and I went home to celebrate the fact that our orders were to a base we had requested.
That night we ate dinner at one of our favorite places and celebrated.
The next morning, earlier than we would usually receive phone calls, we heard from my brother-in-law. I knew when the phone rang that it was bad news. My mother-in-law had passed away.
Her illness was the reason we requested the move in the first place. Now our move was canceled.
I went to my new boss, hat-in-hand, and asked if the position was still mine for the taking. Thankfully, she said yes. I held that job for two good years and I was happy.
I use this story to illustrate the transience of those elusive orders. It is a true story. In one 24 hour period I thought I had the perfect job, had lost the perfect job, but had the perfect move, then lost the perfect mother-in-law and the move, but had my job back.
Good luck!
My husband called with the "guess what" good news, I told my new boss that I guess I would be formally turning down the position in print the next day and I went home to celebrate the fact that our orders were to a base we had requested.
That night we ate dinner at one of our favorite places and celebrated.
The next morning, earlier than we would usually receive phone calls, we heard from my brother-in-law. I knew when the phone rang that it was bad news. My mother-in-law had passed away.
Her illness was the reason we requested the move in the first place. Now our move was canceled.
I went to my new boss, hat-in-hand, and asked if the position was still mine for the taking. Thankfully, she said yes. I held that job for two good years and I was happy.
I use this story to illustrate the transience of those elusive orders. It is a true story. In one 24 hour period I thought I had the perfect job, had lost the perfect job, but had the perfect move, then lost the perfect mother-in-law and the move, but had my job back.
Good luck!
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