I’ll give you guys a little break from all this challenge talk. Don’t worry; I’m still pushing through but I somehow doubt you need to know what’s happening daily with it. If you’re really all that curious just ask in the comments section.

Things are about to get super busy soon. I’m going to start my marathon training in April in addition to moving. My husband has a couple trainings penciled in. (The Marine Corps likes to keep you continuously guessing.) And I’m trying to get involved in the unit by becoming a Family Readiness Volunteer. I’m doing what I can to fill the hours of my day with constructive activities and helping people just leaves me feeling like the Beach Boys… ya know… feeling those good vibrations?

Family Readiness Volunteers support the Family Readiness Program by welcoming new unit families, providing feedback from unit families, and assisting in information and referral services. When you’re new to the game, you need as the guidance you can get. We may not be on base to get access to all the resources available, but help is always just a phone call away.

When you’re associated with a military Reserve or National Guard unit, there isn’t as much of a sense of community like there is with Active Duty. Families are interspersed across a tri-state area (or sometimes further!) and you see each other twice a year. Pretty hard to forge friendships that way, but you know that when one of your own service members is about to be deployed you’re at that party 3 hours away to wish him/her well. You’re all about helping them pack up and move to a new place. And you’re making sure they come home to a delivery of flowers and congratulations when they have a baby.

So although our community is wide-spread and we don’t get to see each other that often, we’re all in the same situation and if anyone ever needed anything we’d all be there for one another in a heartbeat. I hope I’m not getting all “Army Wives” on you, but there is some truth behind the over-dramatization depicted. The family of my husband’s fellow Marines are the reason why I’m not afraid to encourage my husband to keep moving forward with his military career. Everyone has each others’ backs and that why I want to give something back to the unit. If it weren’t for them I wouldn’t have this special addition to my life. It’s like adopting 45 adults and their families.

Marine’s have three families; the one they’re born into, sworn into, and married into. The one he’s sworn into has become a family to me, as well. I wouldn’t want it any other way.