My Team

This article was sent to us by Loralie H., a 9th grader Army brat stationed in Oklahoma. Do you have a story to share with your fellow military teens? Visit our guest contribution page to find out how you can submit to Bloom!

I finally found it!

My niche, my group, my clique,

My team.

This is my place 

These are my people

And just now when I’ve found it all

We got orders…

Three more months 

Three more months in the place I love with my whole heart 

I want to stay right here 

But I know we have to go

I finally found what I love 

I finally found the people I love 

But now

It’s over 

My life is always changing 

But why can't I keep just this? 

Maybe at the next station I’ll find a new team 

I probably will

And just when I find them

When I have my team again

We’ll get more orders

And again, I’ll have to start over

This poem is about the struggle of being a military brat and moving as soon as you find your place. When you have to move a lot, it can be really difficult to find somewhere you belong. In my experience, as soon as I find that place, I have to move again. If this is something you’re experiencing, I suggest you continue the activities/clubs that you are a part of. For me, this meant continuing to do robotics. I have a strong passion for STEM, and when I put myself on a team with people who have a similar passion, it's easier to build strong friendships. And don’t forget that when you move, your friends don’t disappear. Keep in close contact with them and maintain the friendship, they may be going through the same issues you are.