Grace in Small Things (GiST): October 24, 2011

Last week was rough for all of us in my office, and this week my fiance leaves for another long training exercise – his last one prior to his Afghanistan deployment early next year. I want to start the new week off with the right mindset, which is why today’s … Continue reading

Time Apart when You're Finally Together

In the short days and weeks we have together in between exercises, long work days and deployments, Nick and I sometimes forget that while we need time together as a couple, we also need time alone to refill our independent fuel tanks. Last weekend, we did our own things almost … Continue reading

Today's Military Wife

Nick and I started our pre-marital counseling with his Army chaplain this week, and so far, we’re both glad that we’ve decided to make time for the sessions. His chaplain is a great resource for us. He has extensive experience ministering to soldiers and their families, and he and his … Continue reading

Making the Most of the Time We Have

When he finally came home for a full month,he’d been gone for more than half the time I’d lived here with him in Colorado. It was hard to open up to him after so many weeks of limited communication at such a critical and transitional time in my life. While … Continue reading

Jack Quinn's Running Club & Colorado Tweet-Up

Each Tuesday night, Jack Quinn’s restaurant and bar in downtown Colorado Springs hosts a running club. Hundreds of runners of all ability levels run the 5K each week, making the club approachable and fun regardless of your skill. For those who want to stick around after the run, Jack Quinn’s … Continue reading

GiST: September 19, 2011

My new fiance (in case you missed it, I got engaged less than a month ago) is an Army officer, and I’m struggling to adjust to life on this side of a military relationship. Since I moved to Colorado in mid-August, he and I have been apart more than we’ve … Continue reading

A Surprise at the Door

By Friday night of this week, I was almost entirely unpacked in my Colorado home. Seven days prior, I’d been en route to St. Louis for my going away party, where dozens of friends stopped by to wish me well. Now I was alone in Colorado Springs, feeling melancholy about what … Continue reading

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