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
The old has passed and the new has come. On the eve of the dawn of a new year there lingers the delicious aroma of wonder and possibility. It feels like, if even for a moment, anything is possible. For a frozen second in
Every year it’s the same. Aviation families all around the world hold their collective breaths waiting for that moment that makes or breaks us. It’s the moment when we find out if he, our beloved pilot, will be home with his own family for Christmas…or
We have always allowed our children to place the ornaments on the Christmas tree. It is a special time when we talk about each ornament and the memories that it represents. There’s the sand- and seashell-filled bulb from our amazing trip to San Diego; the yellow
It was November 24th, 2000—just another Thanksgiving morning. It was also the day I died. But wait, let’s backtrack a bit. Two months earlier I was just living my life, doing whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted, with whomever I wanted. I was 24, single(ish) with suitors out the wazoo,
Hey lady, you suck at being a wife and mom. Yeah, you. You are a terrible mom. You should be ashamed of yourself as a human being. CPS should take your kids from you. Your husband should divorce you. I hope you die. You don’t deserve kids. You
Some #thepilotwifelife days are just like that. Yeah, I have them too. You know, where nothing seems to go right, No matter what you do? There’s red marker on his pilot shirt; The dishes are stacked ceiling high; Stepping on Legos really hurts! “Don’t lasso
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