Who am I?

It’s a question I’ve considered at various points in my life, especially since my husband joined the military.

I’m a milspouse (military spouse), yes, and married to an Air Force chaplain. But I’m also a real person who dons her pants one leg at a time and favors the sock, sock, shoe, shoe method.


I’m also an attorney with my own career aspirations, a public relations consultant, a writer who loves public speaking and traveling to exotic places, a daughter, a big sister and a darned good friend. Summary: I’m so much more than a military spouse. And so are you!

I’ll confess, when I found out my husband (then fiancé) was pursuing a military career, I was devastated, unaccepting, you name it — I was a hard sell, ok? I was sure life as I knew it — in bustling Atlanta, pursuing a career as an attorney and entrepreneur, in my own home — would be completely uprooted. It would be uprooted because there was no way I WASN’T (after years of refusing to follow a man ANYWHERE, you hear me) going to follow my husband, whom I absolutely adore. I planned to follow him to the ends of the earth and I had a feeling that, if following him was my plan, I’d also have to adapt to change.

In many ways, I was right. Life has changed. I’ve also found that I’m not as averse to change as I thought. Changes are, however, exactly what you make them (Tip No. 1: Learn to bloom where you’re planted).

The things I experience/have experienced may not be unique, but they have helped me realize that being a “military spouse” or “dependent” doesn’t define who I am. I don’t have to own the titles other people give me.

Neither do you. Welcome – you’re more than a milspouse.