After seventeen years of packing our lives into cardboard boxes, my husband brought home another set of Army orders and said, “Georgia. I report at the end of July.” Normally, I would have opened my laptop and started searching schools. Instead, our seventeen-year-old daughter Emma pushed the papers back across the table.
I reckon I got most things wrong about how much a person can swallow before their patience just gives out. I spent fourteen years trying to keep the peace in …
After seventeen years of packing our lives into cardboard boxes, my husband brought home another set of Army orders and said, “Georgia. I report at the end of July.” Normally, I would have opened my laptop and started searching schools. Instead, our seventeen-year-old daughter Emma pushed the papers back across the table. Read More
