Long before I was a military spouse, a lawyer mentor I deeply respected gave me a piece of advice before I left for law school. It wasn’t “move into the library” or “study your brains out.” He said, “Go to everything. Make friends. This will be your community, and you need them.” It felt surprising given the notoriously competitive nature of law school, but I took it to heart. I put on a brave face and went to most everything. My mentor was right: I did need friends to survive those three years, and, following his advice, I made the best of friends. I call them my LawFam, and twelve years later, with all of us scattered around the country, we still meet up one weekend a year to just be together.
Summer Days Stationed at JBLM
It’s funny how perspective can change so drastically from one duty station to the next. At both Fort Hood and Fort Bragg, we dreaded the long summers — endless humidity, relentless heat …
