Dress Blues in our Daughter’s Closet

To our beloved Corps: I write this not only on your 241st birthday but also on the eve of Veteran's Day which also happens to be our 3rd wedding anniversary.  Many things have changed in my Marine's life since he separated from the USMC and yet the behaviors and sense of self he exhibits is … Continue reading Dress Blues in our Daughter’s Closet

All My Oms

My plane playing in the ground-effects, sliding above the runway like repelling magnets, flaring for a greasy-good landing. Om. Ripping a ceiling out, charred and soggy, biceps burning, after fire devoured it like a kerosene-covered match. Om. Wrapping my arms around my Marine after nine months, void and ache replaced with anxious kisses. Om. Toes and … Continue reading All My Oms

American Asshole: Turning America Into a Ghost

I rarely get involved in anything political.  You're hard-pressed to find me debating elections, promoting any political candidate or even paying the news a bit of mind. Having prefaced this post with all that, this is going to get political.  This post is going to enrage people.  Some of whom are complete strangers and some … Continue reading American Asshole: Turning America Into a Ghost

240 Years of Complete and Utter Badassery

To you, the United States Marine Corps: Let's be honest.  Because you deserve honesty as much as I do. The days are not so distant when I absolutely loathed you.  For nine years my significant other was tethered to you.  For nine years, of which only the last four was I part of the scene, … Continue reading 240 Years of Complete and Utter Badassery

Wife of the Corps, Wife of the Norm

"My husband works in Midland.  He's on third shift.  We don't see each other a whole lot.  Actually, we don't see each other for about five days at a time...awake, that is." "Wow, that sucks." "It does, especially because we live with each other.  Seems remarkable that this is the situation in which we find … Continue reading Wife of the Corps, Wife of the Norm