Hard change and adjustment that turned life as I knew it upside down.
When we found out my husband's unit would be deploying for twelve months shortly after we arrived at our first duty station, I felt overwhelmed and alone, but, instead of reaching out to ask for help when the water began to rise over my head, I built walls and isolated myself.
It was mostly out of fear, but, if I'm truly being honest with myself, I admit, it had something to do with pride, too.
I thought I could handle it all - and that I'd be stronger, better for it, somehow - on my own.
I thought that was what it meant to be Army Strong; independent, when, as far as the military was concerned, I was just another dependent.
But, boy was I wrong.
My mission for When Home is Not a Place is to encourage and empower women in their roles (this blog is not just for moms or military spouses - all are welcome here!), and to remind us all of something I had to learn the hard way: no matter where we are or what we're going through - we are never alone.
When Home is Not a Place is meant to be a community, a bridge, not a one-sided platform.
Always keeping OPSEC and respect for one another at the forefront of our minds, you are strongly
encouraged to discuss and share openly here.
If you are uncomfortable
with commenting publicly at any time, please feel free to email me: courtney@whenhomeisnotaplace.com.
I want to hear and learn from your story as much as I want to share my own. I believe our stories matter.
There's always someone who's been where we're standing, right now, to reach out to for a little hope and perspective when we need it.
Maybe, today, that someone is you.
Let's take a look around. Find - or be - a shoulder to lean on.
Let's encourage and empower one another as we learn how to thrive, wherever we are, together.
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