by suelarkinsweems | Aug 17, 2011 | On Military Life
We are here in limbo—the waiting place. If there is one thing the military life teaches you, it is numbering your days. And renumbering. And canceling altogether. We wait for orders, we wait for the movers, we wait for housing, and we wait for this or that approval....
by suelarkinsweems | Jul 25, 2011 | On Military Life
I am convinced that Jedediah is part fish. The kid started swimming before he was three-years-old. By three-and-a-half, he could ride the big slides at the pool and swim to the side by himself. Last summer, parents fighting with their preschoolers just to get their...
by suelarkinsweems | Jul 18, 2011 | On Military Life
Some of you have asked me about my master’s thesis and my progress (or lack thereof). Here it is: Does the black and white effect make it look more scholarly? I am in a season of revision. It’s been a LONG season. In January of 2010, I gleefully submitted the...
by suelarkinsweems | Jul 11, 2011 | On Military Life
Leroy. His name was Leroy. AKA Meaner-than-snot-Leroy. And he was in the office, again. It was the third time this week, the office aide whispered to me. I was the librarian, covering the front office for a few minutes when Leroy’s one hundred roly-poly pounds of...
by suelarkinsweems | Jun 29, 2011 | On Military Life
I bought medicine for a woman yesterday and then left her to die. At least that is what it felt like. Cavalier was her name. My four-year-old Jet and I were trying to finish shopping (I was shopping, Jet was whining *cue wah track*) when she approached us, a frail...
by suelarkinsweems | Jun 27, 2011 | On Military Life
We have been among old friends this week. We hugged them, looking at the landscape behind them that has not changed in the last ten years. We are a little wistful. They hug us, a little wistful, too. “I wish we could travel and live in different places like you...
