So over on Wife of a Sailor, Wife posts questions for other bloggers to answer on their own military spouse blogs. (Still with me so far?) And since the kids are watching A Bug’s Life on the Disney channel, I thought it might be fun to fill this out while taking a break from studying. More about that later…
1. What’s one thing in the past month you would have changed?
I would have started Saturday’s 5K closer to the start line. I stuck to the back because I didn’t want to be trampled on by the warp-speed runners but I didn’t even reach the start line until a minute into the race!
2. What was your favorite thing that happened in June?
I ran a 5K last Saturday and committed to running a couple more this year. I run at a slow enough pace that I’m probably grinning during the entire run. It’s hard not to smile when this guy
is singing in your ear.
My personal fitness goals are:
1. to run a 10K (6.2 miles) without stopping by September
2. to run 10 miles by December
3. to run a half marathon by March.
Seeing this written out is VERY intimidating. I hope I don’t sleep in a fetal position tonight while sucking my thumb.
3. What did you do to celebrate Independence Day?
My mom invited herself and my brother and uncle for a lunchtime barbecue. They brought the food. I provided the venue and entertainment in the form of three children and two dogs. Afterward, we went to my aunt’s house for another barbecue and pooled our (expensive) fireworks.
Personally I am over fireworks and the exorbitant prices but the kids loved them. Between my cousins and I, we had six very excited kids!
4. When you PCS, what items do you take with you and not let the movers pack (and if you do a DITY, what do you take with you and not box up)
I only take personal documents (birth certificates, shot records, etc.) and my jewelry box. The rest I let the movers pack and move. True, I would hate it if stuff like pictures and scrapbooks got ruined but now I’m
so old wiser that I know it is just stuff and not as important as the little ones buckled up in the backseat and the big one pretending to pay attention to the road whenever I drive to our next destination.
5. What are you looking forward to in July?
This young lady is turning FIVE YEARS OLD.
That thought alone will make me fall asleep in the fetal position, sucking my thumb. It is amazing how time flies. She was our souvenir from Virginia, the one from the 2006 deployment. My husband is still trying to come to terms with his accident, sometimes regretting ever taking orders to Virginia. I told him over the phone this morning: “I DON’T.”
I know he is going through a trying time adapting and accepting this new life but the truth is had we not moved to Virginia we would never have had L. We would have moved back to Fort Gordon and he would have realized that he needed to get that vasectomy he always said he’d get after the second one was born.
Yes, the months apart, the accident, the neverending recovery was and is awful, tumultuous, and at times so effing depressing that no one really understands but the bottom line is, we would not have her had we not taken the path that led us to this point right now.
In other news, I am preparing to take a subject competency test in science so I can get a single subject credential to teach in middle/high school. The test is next week!
I hope you had a wonderful and restful Independence Day. I don’t pretend to know everything there is to being patriotic. Being a military spouse doesn’t give me a pass; I know I still have a lot to learn.
When I was a kid, as a child of Filipino immigrants, I remembered school baffled me. Why am I studying about Greek and Roman gods? Why am I studying about Christopher Columbus, ancient Egypt, and the gold rush? Why do I need to know about the civil rights? I am clearly not white nor black. My family didn’t even get here until the 70s!
What did this have to do with me?
Over and over I would ask that question to myself. For years, my father told me we were in America; we spoke English. “Why would we need to go back to the Philippines? You need to speak English in school to go to college.” While I respect the decision he made, I still wonder about the ramifications.
It wasn’t until I got to college (yes, college) that I found the answer to the question, “WHAT DID THIS HAVE TO DO WITH ME?”
The truth is… IT HAS EVERYTHING TO DO WITH ME.
Wars, revolutions, battles, boycotts, discrimination, laws, the pursuit of equal rights… all of these things did not just shape one country or one people. It shaped ALL OF US. It affects ALL OF US.
Whenever I am in a class that is studying history, I keep political opinions to myself like any educator would but I make sure I connect what we’re studying to how this lesson effects all of us, directly or indirectly. The hell if a generation gets by me without knowing what took me decades to learn! o
I need to not only know about victims of natural disasters around the world, I need to care and do something.
I need to not only know about social injustice or genocide, I need to get angry and do something.
I need to not only know who SNL satirizes, I need to really know them to cast my vote based on what I value and not how hilarious Tina Fey’s impressions are.
I need to stop thinking about other people as “THEM” and start thinking about “US”. As a nation, I believe with all of my heart that we can.