Monday, November 18, 2013
Permanent Change of Duty Station
For a military family this means we're moving. It comes with the job.
I am the daughter of a retired Army MSG. I grew up 1 mile from the front gate of Ft. Stewart, GA. Yes, grew up. Never moved. It was, according to military acronym, my PDS. I cannot recall ever feeling sad because a friend moved. Frankly I cannot recall a friend moving because of PCS orders.
And then I grew up. Moved roughly 15 miles from Ft. Campbell, KY. I have made numerous friends bonding over music, coffee, bible study, homeschool. And in this season of my life I have seen my friends ebb and flow through the ever changing duty to the military. I see the resilience, the perseverance, the shadow of grief from leaving roots in yet another place and then the the strength of packing up and heading out.
To my friends, and you know who you are, I cherish the memories of sisterhood and am grateful that it sustains.