About one year ago, shortly after living close to family on the East Coast, we experienced the classic Army cliche. My husband began the Q course here at Fort Liberty, and just three weeks in, we were already being asked where we would like to go next. It didn’t feel right, unpacking the last of the boxes into our new home while dreaming up where we might go next. The Army gave us seven options. We asked to go to Florida, the Southeast, the “Sunshine State,” but received orders to the very opposite part of the country: Washington State, the Northwest, the “Rainy City.” Joint Base Lewis-McChord would be our next home.
The School Dilemma
I am sitting in a coffee shop as I write this. It’s a drizzly Saturday morning here in North Carolina. I stare out the rain-pattered windows at the moody gray sky. My …