Four is my number.
It’s the number of times my bank account zeroes out every month. It’s the number of children my husband and I struggle to keep alive every day. It’s the number of household items that break down the first week after the Army calls the mister away.
And it’s the number of people who pushed me into starting my writing career with a personal blog at the ripe old age of 30.
I very rarely enjoyed writing when I was a young child (or even a young adult). I always did the bare minimum in my English classes. Working for the school newspaper always seemed like too much of a daunting chore to be even remotely enjoyable.
Now that I’ve been out of high school for twelve years, I wish I had taken the plunge as a teenager to discover this passion earlier in life. It wasn’t until I had all four of my children that I decided to listen to my friends and family members who were persistent in pressuring me to start a blog.
I guess I owe them a thank you. Now I can’t stop writing.
Although our marriage hasn’t always been rainbows and sunshine, my husband and I have been the exception to almost every “marriage rule.”
We were raised on opposite sides of the country and still have more in common than some high school sweethearts. We’ve maintained a healthy relationship despite coming from broken families. We had our first child and got married in the middle of a year-long deployment.
We’ve now been through six years of marriage, four kids, three military moves, two deployments, and all the highs and lows that come along with that.
Although our story isn’t what I would call a fairytale romance, it is just that–our story. We’ve struggled through the few bad days to be able to enjoy the good days.
And that is what makes it my happily ever after.
The mister has now served just over seven years as a cavalry scout and, as with anything in this life, we’re flying by the seat of our pants. However, he does intend to power through to retirement.
This may not be the ideal lifestyle for some (or most). Starting over every few years certainly has its own set of challenges, but I look forward to all the adventures we have yet to embark upon together in this crazy thing we call Army life!