Military Wife


Military Wife

Over the weekend I went to visit Milton for Spouses Weekend.  I assumed it would be the weekend we would learn to be a “good little military wife”.  I was excited to meet the other JAG wives and Milton’s classmates.

Usually when I tell people Milton is gone for several months, they feel sorry for him.  Sorry my behind, this brother man has it made.  I walk into his hotel room where he is staying (yes I said hotel room) and see the full size refrigerator, microwave, dishwasher and stove top. There’s a separate bedroom from the living room.  Milton lets me know that the housekeepers wash the dishes each day and make the bed.  He’s equally proud that there is a free hot breakfast downstairs each morning.

As exciting as this sounds, this is NOT good for a newlywed.  See, the House of Turner that will be waiting in Louisville upon his return will NOT have any of those luxuries.  So don’t get used to it buddy!  Maid Michelle is a thing of the past.  Split Up The Chores Wife is here to stay.  Luckily, he is going to Fort Benning, GA for six weeks right before he comes home and the living situation will be anything buy ideal.  I joke with Milton and call it his “deprogramming”.

Back to the weekend.  There was a Blues Reception where we met the new General.  They were given strict rules, women stand on a particular side, you say this but not that, when in the hall no talking/not even a cough, no gum, shake everyone’s hand but the first person and don’t leave the reception until the General leaves.

Once we got through the receiving line, it was much more laid back and everyone was pretty cool.  Military wives were pretty much told that we don’t belong to the Army so we can do whatever the heck we want.  Milton is doing his dream job and is loving every minute of it.  The 4:30am alarm for early morning PT, the legal training and cases they study, the free health care – he loves it all.  It’s great to hear him call me and excitedly say, “I can’t believe they pay me to do this!”  That’s when you know you’re in the right place.

As you re-evaluate your life, think about what type of job would make you say the same.  “I can’t believe they pay me to do this!” There’s no time like today to follow your passion and seek out a career that makes you excited to go to work.  Even if you can’t do it as a career, why not add whatever it is to a part of your life.  Happiness doesn’t always find you, sometimes you have to make it happen. As much as you like to live life for others, sometimes you have to live a little for yourself.  Sometimes the smallest joys are the best joys – now it’s time to create them!

I’s Married Now

I’s Married Now!

May 11-3The week leading up to the wedding there was plenty of flooding and tornado warnings.  I worried that my wedding day would be the same. Saturday, April 30 had perfect weather.  The day before all of the bridal party arrived.  All of the groomsmen drove in from out of town. One ran out of gas 30 miles outside of Louisville – and left his wallet in Indy.  Not good.  One of my relatives drove 10 hours to the wedding, but never bothered to tell me he was coming.  Let the stress begin.

I had to ask Milton for one day not to have the open relationship that we have where we talk about everything.  If something went wrong on our wedding day, I preferred to be out of the loop. The rehearsal and rehearsal dinner went well.  I enjoyed bonding with my three bridesmaids after everyone else left.

Wedding day starts at 8:00am with my hair. Followed at 11:00am with makeup.  We arrived at The Grand in New Albany at 1:30 to take pictures.  First pics/video were of me getting ready.  Then, Milton and I had our “First Look”.  This is a time when only he and I are in a room together.  His back is to me as I walk down the aisle and then he turns around.  It was a golden moment.  We then all take all group photos.

I wasn’t nervous for the entire day, except for one moment – our guests were in their seats, the bridal party was downstairs and I was alone upstairs waiting to come down. At the top of the stairs I could see the back of Milton’s head in the mirror.  The reality of it all set it.  I walk into the room surrounded by all of our family and friends and all of the attention is on me.  I see Milton in the distance wiping his eye and all I want to do is be by his side.

We tried to make the ceremony and reception personal and meaningful.  During our first dance (to Luther’s So Amazing), Milton and I recorded messages to each other that played over the song.  We also did this with the mother/son and bride/uncles dance.

I did a dress change (yes, there were two wedding dresses) and was made a Kappa sweetheart by Milton’s fraternity.  We cut the cake, did the Electric Slide and took plenty of photos. My one and only regret was that I didn’t get to speak to many of the guests there.  But, I hope they know how much I appreciate them.
At the wedding we also announced where we would be living for Milton’s first two years in the JAG – not Germany, not Hawaii, not Ft. Bragg.  We are headed to Fort Knox!!!!!  Because Milton took the bar in IN, he couldn’t live in that state – however KY was fair game. We’d like to start a family and would love to be around friends and family as we go through that transition.  So, I’ll be here.  Milton will be here. The only thing that will change is my last name!