Settling in

My husband is in the military, which means whether we like it or not, we are nomads. He’s only been in for five years, so we’ve only had to uproot ourselves twice so far, but moves can happen even more frequently in his career field. We have military friends who have  greeted moving trucks not once, not twice, but three times in the same time frame.

We were expecting to move, somewhere, anywhere, next summer. As I think about and plan my career, having that uncertain location looming in my future has been frustrating, to say the least. But, we’ve been given a reprieve. His next assignment came a bit early, starting this summer, and it won’t require us to shuffle off to Buffalo, or anywhere else, for that matter. It’s right here, at Wright-Patterson AFB, and is expected to last for two years.
Hubby will have to move to a new office, but we can stay put in our current residence.

It’s a relief to be able to gaze out at the next two years and see myself right here, living out my days under the southwestern Ohio sky. I don’t know yet exactly what writing and work projects I’d like to pursue during those years, but at least I now know where I’ll be as I  pursue them. That’s a good start. For now.