Four years ago, I was a brand new military wife and I had just traded the palm trees and tacos of a small California surf town for the cobblestone streets and clam chowder of an East Coast island town. I may still have been on US soil, but moving to our first duty station as a new Navy spouse, everything felt so strange and different that I might as well have been halfway across the world.
Moving to a new duty station always takes some adjustment, but there are a few proactive steps any military wife can take in order to make it feel more familiar almost instantly. Ready to stop feeling like a stranger at your new duty station? Here are four fun and foolproof ways for military spouses to feel at home in an unfamiliar location!
Drinkable warm sunshine, playful breezes, tiny unique shops all in a row. A little 1940’s house surrounded by citrus trees and windows with white trim. Brownies waiting on the porch on move-in day, gifts of tangy lemons and sweet, juicy oranges from neighboring trees. The sound of taps at sunset; glittering seas in every direction. This is the little world I’ve been lost in for the last month or so, our new chapter for the next three years: life on Coronado island.
Hi friends! So sorry for the unplanned mini hiatus going on here these days. If you read this post you know we have some big changes coming up and I have been 100% consumed with preparing for that. Hang tight! This transition will be over soon and I’ll be back to updating regularly and commenting back on your sweet new blog posts as well.
As a quick way to fill you all in, here is a little of what we are currently up to…
Before my husband joined the service, we had a lot of sweepingly idealistic ideas of what Navy life would be like. We loved imagining exotic locales where we could be stationed; the idea of our children being world travelers before they were grown thrilled us; and we looked forward to constantly meeting new people from all walks of life. We decided moving every few years would be ‘exciting’; that being on our own would only make us stronger as a family; and then of course there were the undeniable ‘financial benefits’ like Tricare. In short, we were riding the Optimism Express as far as it would take us.