One Last Move
It was 3 a.m., and I was dragging my two suitcases through Vicenza , Italy's hotel lobby, hoping silently that the items tightly packed...
One Last Move
Moving
A MilKid's Summer Song
True Roots
See You Next Year
Memory Lane
Change Is Coming
Four Things To Know About Saying Goodbye to a MilTeen
New Houses
Because These Things Will Change
Home(s) for the Holidays
TDY Isn't Temporary
I Am Not a Selfish Jerk
Home: A Poem
Just When You Think It’s Over: Moving As a Retiree
Songs For The Milteen Soul
We March Forward
Patchwork of Places
On the Other Side