He packs his crew bag, kisses you, his beautiful wife, goodbye and heads out for another long stint of excitement and adventure…by which, of course, I mean long hours, greasy fast food, ungrateful strangers, and lonely hotel rooms. Meanwhile, back at the ol’ home front, you go about your real life –
No matter where you are on this great big planet, you can gaze up at the clear night sky and see the stars twinkling above. And whoever you are, whatever you believe, wherever you originate from, if you slow down and take a moment to intentionally marvel at the vastness of the
We all know how completely and utterly useless fathers are. They simply cannot be trusted to take care of the kids. Period. They feed them junk food, let them break the rules, and probably don’t even know which end the diaper goes on. And aviation dads? Don’t even get me started. They are never home,
There’s no doubt that you have all already heard about the crazy events that transpired surrounding flight 1380 yesterday. I will skip the terrifying details because you can read them on a million different other sites already. What I want to focus on instead is the identity of the pilot who safely
Being a pilot wife is…well, unique. It’s feeling like you live two completely separate, unrelated lives – the one when your husband is home and the one when he’s not – and trying to find some kind of balance between the chaos of the two. It’s watching your husband pack everything he
“Yes, that’s A as in apple, N as in Nancy, G as in giraffe…” And my all-time favorite, unofficial letter clarification that I’ve ever actually heard uttered from someone’s lips (to date)…”that’s U as in uterus!” Can you imagine having big, macho men all over the world coming over the airwaves with
I recently sat across the table from another woman over a dinner of sub-par pizza at a unexceptional restaurant. We attempted to have some semblance of a conversation despite the persistent din of her young children, who apparently found our attempts at female fellowship dull, at best. It was my first time
If you are married to aviation…errr…I mean someone in aviation (is there a difference?) you know that it definitely affects many every aspect of your daily lifestyle. From where you live (about a zillion miles from anyone you actually know) to your newfound ability to single-handedly deal with the venomous snake curled
Tuesday night I asked a seemingly simple question on my The Pilot WifeLife Facebook page: How did you meet your aviation spouse? The response was breathtaking and diverse, as I knew it would be! Because you, my family, are breathtaking and diverse. “He’s a gift!” “My best friend.” “Married 41 years. He
We’re all searching for it–the secret to surviving the pilot wife life. After all, that’s why you’re reading this, right? Well let me apologize to you in advance because… If you’re looking for advice from a mighty oak– a solid, unwavering somebody who’s got this whole pilot wife life thing all figured
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