I’m 23. I am a part of the 21% of my generation that is married. I’m also a part of the 30% that believes having a successful marriage is one of the most important things in life. And I even fall into the 52% that believe one day, being a good parent will be top priority. Though I’ve learned a lot in my first years of marriage, and though I am sure I will learn more than my fair share when my husband and I have children, I’ve learned the most from the smallest statistical group I belong to. I am a part of the .5% of the population that is married to a military member.
This is a place for me to share what I’ve learned. From being a part of the military community, to decorating the very white walls of military housing, this blog could go crazy.
I’m not going to pretend that I’ve figured anything out.
When I think I have it, another lesson presents itself to reform my perception. Will I ever see it the right way? Ha. We all know better.
This is another one of my ideas, you know the ones you think of while sipping on coffee and wondering how exactly life placed you at these exact coordinates…drinking reheated coffee. I’ve had many ideas but I’ve also had many fears that kept me from attempting them. This is my chance to tackle those fears. The fear of failing. Of being turned down. Of realizing that I’m not special. Of wasting the gifts I’ve been given.
I’m inviting you to tackle them with me. Because if I can do it, I know you can too.
