Introductions

Hello Internet world! This is incredibly awkward. It feels like a first date, but without the possibility of a conversation. So a really narcissistic first date. Or one of those awkward forced social interactions. Like your first day at camp or school where everyone has to go around and introduce themselves and “say something” about themselves. What does that mean? Say something about myself? How do I compact thirtysome years of life and experience into a few sentences? And what are the most important things? That I’m married? That I’m kind of a big nerd? That my husband is in the Navy? That I don’t have kids, but have pets? It is the biggest question of all isn’t it? Who am I? And here is the internet asking for it in one introductory blog post and a small bio on the side. And I’m here to tell you that I have no answer. Not that I am No One (shout out to my Game of Throne fans who just chuckled). But rather I’m still searching.

And there are a lot of things I am set on as far as who I am – after all, I am over thirty. I know I love Disney and I am okay with that. I know I love comics. I know what I will put up with from people and how far I will be pushed before I say no. I know the type of people I want in my life, and more importantly, I know the kind I won’t stand for.

But as the song goes “I’ve got to be where my spirit can run free – gotta find my corner of the sky.” And I think that’s what we are all searching for ultimately. Not necessarily a physical location (though Disney World is almost perfect for me) but a place within ourselves where we feel free and happy.

So that is who I am, world. Just a military spouse looking for my own corner of the sky.

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