The first Marine Corps Ball I went to was a huge deal for me. Mr Marine and I had only been dating for a few months, long distance, a lot of his coworkers didn’t know about me. Not to mention the year before he had gone with his ex-wife. As you can imagine I was nervous. I studied up on ball etiquette, tried on 100 dresses, experimented with dozens of hair styles, tried out different ways of doing my makeup–terrified is putting it lightly. Once we got to the ball, though, I was instantly put at ease and amazed at the community of women that accepted me in with open arms, no questions asked. I’d be out on the dance floor and women would come up and join me, teach me a line dance, or just come over to make sure I wasn’t alone. Some never asked me name, they didn’t care who I came with, his name, his rank, they knew that we were all in the same boat: we all loved our marines.

I was so humbled, awed, and inspired by this breed of woman I’d met: strong, independent, proud. I started this blog as a place where we could all share tips and tricks on how to love our men better, run our homes more efficiently, nurture our families more and share our stories about the difficulties in loving a military man. This blog is not geared to one branch of the military or another; it is open for anyone with advice, or a story to tell, or a question needing answering.

Loving a military man presents it’s own unique challenges. It can be one of the most rewarding and painful things a woman can sign up for. But at the end of the day, it’s so worth it.


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