My go-to response when someone asks me how I’m enjoying my husband’s new retirement lifestyle: “He’s around a lot.” I say this in jest, of course. I love him and love having him around, but it is an adjustment, a disruption of routine, a crash course in sharing space, time and responsibilities. It’s a new chapter, but strangely nostalgic somehow. And, because all the clearest epiphanies happen in the middle of the night, I finally figured out when I’d felt this way before while trying to will myself back to sleep around 2 a.m. This is what those days after deployment homecomings were preparing me for.
Do You Want to be My Friend?
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 …
