We Are Homeless

We are homeless.

Ok, so that might be a bit of an exaggeration. We have a roof over head and four walls around us, but for all intents and purposes we do not have a home. We are living in a hotel, a Navy Gateway Inn and Suites to be exact. Life since the end of May has been a bit crazy.

Scott graduated from Officer Candidate School the end of May, we headed back to California and proceeded to pack up our home. On June 12th we said goodbye to everything that wouldn’t fit into our Ford Edge. On June 17th we said goodbye to the state of California to head East.

Over the last 6 weeks we have been in over 19 states. 19! Holy batman, talk about a summer of travel. We will soon call Norfolk home, but for the summer we are in Milton, Florida. Unless your spouse is part of Naval Aviation you probably have no idea where that is, so I will give you a few minutes to google it. Milton is a small town about 45 minutes inland from Pensacola, Florida.  The key word is SMALL. I am a city girl. I live for the hustle and bustle of people, streets, coffee shops, and quaint restaurants. To say I am in culture shock would be a bit of an understatement. The base itself is pretty small in terms of things to do. Things on base are pretty much closed on the weekends and don’t try to buy wine or a beer with dinner on Sunday around here. No alcohol sales on Sunday, such a strange concept for me. All of the stores I frequent are 25 plus minutes away.

Through all this change I am trying to embrace the adventure. Living out of a hotel isn’t as glamorous as some may think. But for a milspouse the number one deciding factor to live in a hotel is getting to do so with their spouse. I get to be with my husband, my husband who spent the first half of the year in Rhode Island and who will deploy in early 2013. Going with him to Florida was a no brainer for me. I would go anywhere with him. As a military spouse taking advantage of time together is so important. We are lucky to be able to spend this time together and when I start to get stir crazy or annoyed with having to drive 8 miles to check my PO Box I remind myself of this.

Often times as a military spouse our civilian friends don’t understand why we make certain decisions. Why I would live out of a hotel for 2 months when I could have stayed in California. It was a decision we felt was best for our little family. To me the decision was easy, spend 2 months away from my husband when he was in a place where I could be with him or go with him and call it an adventure.

Adventure it is! The Navy {and military} is an adventure. You don’t always know what is next, you can’t always predict where you will PCS, when you spouse will deploy, if they will be home for a birthday, anniversary or Christmas. Because of these unknowns you owe it to yourself and your family to take advantage of time together. There are some days where I am homesick and wonder why in the world I thought it was a good idea to live out of a hotel for the summer.  When I see my husband get home from class every day in his NWUs, I quickly remember why. Being with him is what makes a place a home.

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  1. Marissa says:

    Jen… FABULOUS article. Love it.

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