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Christian. Air Force Wife. Mommy. Runner. Swimmer. Yoga lover. Surviving cancer. Girl geek. Photographer. Ice cream addict. Flip flop wearer. Stubborn. Smart. Sassy. OHM. Web designer. Graphic designer. Digital scrapbook supply collector. Lead foot. Moody. Loving. Introvert. Volunteer. Organized. Las Vegas resident. Texas Girl at heart. Happy. Fulfilled. Just me.

Archive: ‘bragging on the {military} brat’



much randomness (warning, long post ahead)

Tuesday, April 17th, 2012

Since J and I came back from New York, I decided to take a Facebook hiatus and you know what…wow…it is amazing what you can get accomplished without that time leech. I haven’t abandoned it forever, but I am definitely putting the brakes on my usage. Since I’ve been on my Facebook Detox, I have…..

 

spring cleaned and purged the entire house…..

 

and completely revamped the website and blog for both regular and mobile platforms (click on the screenshots to take a peek….pretty please).

Two things that been on my to do list for a while but I just never had “time” or developed ADD the minute I sat down at my laptop.

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The last weekend of March, Jacey stayed with a wonderful friend and I got to attend OMG2012, the 5th Annual OMG! Cancer Summit for Young Adults down at the Palms (I suppose living in Vegas has a few perks). I had a great time and it was nice to actually “see” that I am not alone. Some days, cancer is so lonely as a young adult (and especially one not with breast cancer). I even got to meet the only other young adult CLL patient that I have ever found in 4 years since diagnosis. Rare much?

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Last week, Jacey was moved up to the Gold Swim Team…..my little fish. She started on the Bronze back in August with absolutely no formal swim training and then was moved up to Silver not long after. I think she finally found her niche…..good thing, because it certainly wasn’t ballet, gymnastics, soccer, t-ball, cheerleading or drama. The only thing that *might* have came close was twirling which she sadly had to give up when we moved here, because I can’t find anywhere for her to go.

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Easter Sunday, J and I went to The Crossing for service and I was reminded how much I like it. Finding a church home here in Vegas has been challenging to say the least. We have attended 5 churches and tried to “settle” on one that was “okay” and close to the house, but I am just not happy there and neither is Bryan. All 3 of us dearly miss our church back in Florida, but what can you do? J wants to have everyone move here and start a church…me too.

J and I went back again this past weekend and I was sold. That is where we need to be. I already knew Bryan liked it there, but I fought it hard, because of the trek. Bryan drives anywhere from 35-45 minutes a day one way (depending on if he is going to Creech or Nellis) and I hated to add another 35 minute one way trip on Sunday’s. A church home is such a personal decision though and can make or break your happiness in a new location, so it is important to find one that you want to attend and feel restored at, not drained. No more settling.

Lacey

the strength of an Air Force Brat

Monday, April 2nd, 2012

 

 Goodbyes are not forever.
Goodbyes are not the end.
They simply mean I’ll miss you
Until we meet again!
~Author Unknown

 

There are 1.7 million American children under the age of 18 with at least 1 parent serving in the military. These children never asked to be military brats, yet they do it with grace.

Are separations hard on the spouses? Of course. But these kids, they are unsung heroes. We as spouses at least understand “some” of the why. The kids…we try to protect them and to shield them from life’s wrongs, yet their parent is being thrust right into that “place”.

In Jacey’s short 10 years, Bryan has missed out on approximately 20 months of her life. And, she is one of the “lucky” ones. Air Force brats don’t typically have to endure the 12-18 month deployments. There are remotes, but those aren’t as common on our side of the fence either as compared to other branches.

Still, that doesn’t make the separations easy just because they aren’t as long or often.

She had *just* turned 2 years old when Bryan left for the first time longer than a week. He deployed for 4 months and I don’t think Jacey truly understood. She had a Daddy pillow she slept with, listened to him read her stories before bed every night from a cassette tape and kissed his picture goodnight. She took every chance she got to “jabber” to him on the phone and became my cuddle bug. She coped in the only way she knew how.

The next “long” separation was 8 months of retraining right after she turned 8. That time, she was busy with school, church and twirling. Her best friend was also a military brat going through a deployment with her Daddy which helped immensely. By this point, Skype was mainstream, so she took every chance to Skype with Daddy that she could. Jabbering once again, only this time making sense. Talking about school, friends and fun.

This time is around is MUCH harder. The angst of the tween years has hit. She has a flood of emotions with no clue how to truly express them. If we can get her to write it is wonderful. A sort of therapy. Otherwise, we have battled her acting out much like a toddler. My sweet baby girl who has always been so compliant is no longer. She rarely wants to talk or Skype with Bryan and it breaks our hearts. She shoves her hurt, anger, sadness deep down inside in what we think is an attempt to protect me, to stay strong for me. She is coping in the only way she knows how at this moment.

Being a military brat is not easy. Not only do these kids have the normal challenges of childhood/growing up, but they have to do it at times without one or both of the most important people in their lives. Often times, they are forgotten….people don’t think about what they sacrifice.

Unsung heroes.

So, in honor of April being Month of the Military Child, I challenge you to find a military brat and say “thank you”. Take them out for ice cream or give them a hug.

Remember that they serve too.

Lacey

Jacey-isms

Wednesday, January 11th, 2012

My daughter is a character, through and through. So full of personality and life. Unfortunately, with that also comes the inability to predict ANYTHING that is ever going to come out of her mouth except “I love you”.

A few days ago Bryan and I were discussing a recent mugging/shooting in the area. Jacey was asking questions, which then prompted us to ask her what she should do if anyone ever tries to mug/rob her.

Her response, “I’ll kick them in the balls and run.”

After a moment of stunned silence and a small scolding for using language like that, she responded with, “Sorry Mommy” and then in an almost whisper, “but I would”.

We had to explain to her that wasn’t the right response, but I couldn’t help but laugh later. First I had no clue she even knew about the whole balls reference (apparently kids at school were using it back in 2nd grade?!) and second, right or wrong, that would be my response too.

She definitely has her Mommy’s tenacity and attitude.

Lacey

and Zoey makes 4

Monday, November 21st, 2011

About a month ago, we brought home this cutie. Of course, now she looks much different in her Jacey approved puppy cut and snazzy sweaters. She was technically Jacey’s 10th birthday present, although she has already stolen a spot in all of our hearts.

“YOU got a dog?”

I can hear everyone who truly knows me asking that question.

Yes, we got a dog. :)

Jacey had been BEGGING for a dog for over 5 years now. She had done all the research on the best breed for our family due to allergies and the fact that I am a neat freak. She was also taking into consideration the fact that our backyard is small. I kept saying no. Too much responsibility, too expensive. I didn’t think she was old enough to take care of it, etc, etc.

But behind that “no” was also an immense amount of guilt. She is an only child and will always be an only child. An only child with a Dad in the military and a Mom with cancer. I wanted her to have “someone” there for her on bad days and good days. Someone besides Bryan and I to make memories with. Someone to cuddle with when we can’t.

Sigh..

Parent guilt stinks.

About 4 months ago I started looking at the local shelters every couple of weeks. I kept my “no” face on for Jacey, since I didn’t want her to get her hopes up in case it took a while to find what we were looking for. In early October, we thought we might have found the perfect pet. It was a 3 year old, housebroken, Yorkie/Shih Tzu mix. As soon as we picked up Jacey from school, we headed over. We missed the dog by 15 minutes. I believe everything happens for a reason, but we sure were disappointed. Thankfully, Jacey still had no clue (we parked away from the shelter and Bryan went in by himself first). On the way home, we finally decided to let her in on our plan. She was so happy, she immediately started crying.

More parent guilt.

After this, life went on as normal, only now Jacey was involved in the searching and every day she had about 5 more dogs to show me.

On October 19th, the Nevada SPCA posted a picture of “Chica” who was debuting for adoption on their Facebook page, a few hours before they opened for the day. She seemed perfect! Yorkie female, 4 years old, spayed, house-trained and crate-trained. Remembering the previous experience, I threw myself into the shower, checked Jacey out of school and rushed to the shelter. We met her and as you can see, the rest is history. Jacey fell in love immediately and even I couldn’t deny how adorable she was, so we adopted her.

Funniest part is, Bryan had no clue. He knew we were looking, but he was working that day and when he is out in the GCS flying, I can’t get a hold of him unless it is an emergency. I had sent him a text, so he saw it as soon as he started to head home. I am very thankful that my husband totally trusts my decisions in his absence or I might have been in the dog house :).

Jacey promptly renamed her Zoey and it is hard to imagine life without her now. She is a riot, full of personality (attitude) and really good. She is dealing with some separation anxiety, she freaks out anytime we leave her sight but it is slowly getting better. We don’t know if it is just the fact that Yorkies are prone to that in general or if her being abandoned at the shelter caused it. She loves to be brushed, handles baths pretty well, did fabulous at the groomers but hates to have her teeth brushed and bows put in her hair (much to J’s dismay). She had a great vet checkup, with her only issue being minor seasonal allergies. She LOVES to go for walks and about jumps out of her skin when she sees you get the harness out. She rides fairly well, definitely better in the harness seat belt as opposed to the crate. She is a bit bipolar at the dog park, doing great one day and getting riled up at the sight of the same 2 dogs on other days. Work in progress. She is learning some basic commands and we plan to get her into obedience training in January after the holidays.

She doesn’t bark much, except at the dog park, when our neighbor gets too close to our gate and she is in the backyard and oh…anytime I touch Bryan! She is SOOO jealous of him. We are working on that trigger, but it is so darn funny. I kiss him and she freaks out. I hug him and she freaks out. We aren’t quite sure what it is about him, but she sure is fond of him. She also gets super mad at him when she sees him put his flightsuit on to go to work and proceeds to pout. She will come curl up wherever I am and ignore him.

Total diva, but we can’t say we weren’t warned. That was the first thing out of the shelter volunteers mouth when we requested to see her :).

 

 

Lacey

double digit daughter

Wednesday, November 2nd, 2011

My sweet, baby girl turned 10 today! I think I am in denial that time has moved so quickly. Gosh, I love that girl.

We started off the day with chocolate cupcakes (per her request) and presents, then she went off to school for half the day. We checked her out early, to snap some pictures and then head off to base to go through the military brat rite of passage….getting her first ID card. She was so excited! Dinner was down on the strip at Max Brenner (chocolate, chocolate and more chocolate) and we even got the pleasure to have Uncle Justin in town to celebrate with us.

Before bed, she said she had a good birthday. I sure hope so!

 

Below are our “Letters to Jacey”. I got the idea to start writing them when she was 10 months old. I then wrote them every month until 1 year, every 6 months until 2 years and then every year until 5 years. We have slacked the last few years, but thought the first double digit birthday definitely deserved a letter. Jacey has never read any of them. We plan to give them all to her when she graduates high school.

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November 2011

Jacey -

O.M.Gee! You are 10?! No way, we HAVE to cancel your birthday. Yep, no more getting older for you. Two digits, nuh-uh, not my baby girl.

Sigh.

I can’t believe you are now 10. My tiny, little bundle of joy has turned into a beautiful young lady. So smart, beautiful and funny. A social butterfly that I am blessed to see spread her wings further and further each day in preparation to fly away one day. As selfish as it may sound, I am not ready to let go. One day I will have to, but not yet. Thankfully.

Daddy and I constantly try to figure out who you act like and who you look like but we can’t, because you are just YOU and I pray you always stay that way. Never be ashamed of who you are and never follow “the crowd”. God made you special and unique. You are the ONLY you in this great big world.

The last few years have brought forth many changes that for some would be quite disrupting. When you were 6, I was diagnosed with leukemia. Right after you turned 8, Daddy started his retraining process and missed most of the next 8 months of your life and then we he got home, we left Florida which had been our home for the last 5 years for Las Vegas. I am constantly amazed at your ability to keep going, keep smiling, adapt and be truly happy. I wish I had that trait and can only hope that we nurture that part of you. If you can keep that, you can accomplish ANYTHING.

This year in 4th grade, GATE (gifted & talented), science and PE continue to be your favorite subjects. Skinny jeans, t-shirts and Converse are your first choices every morning when you get dressed for school and bras are now the bane of Daddy’s existence every week at laundry time. The child who screamed at the very sight of any body of water larger than a bathtub several years ago is now a star swimmer on the YMCA swim team.

When you aren’t busy at school, honor choir, AWANA or swim team, you spend your time reading, playing the XBox or Wii and most recently, entertaining and taking care of our newest addition to the family. You begged for a dog for years and this year, we finally felt you were mature enough to be responsible for one. In mid-October, we adopted a 4 year old female Yorkie from the shelter that you promptly named Zoey. It is so much fun to watch you with her and I pray that best buds you will stay.

Baby girl, you amaze me. Everyday, I wake up and thank God for you, even on the hard days.

You are everything I ever dreamed of having.

I love you!
- Mommy

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November 1, 2011

Jacey-

My, time sure has flown by! Here we are, a few hours away from celebrating your first decade on this little rock we call Earth.  A lot of “stuff” has happened since you were brought on to this world, and it amazes me how much you have influenced all those around you.  The first moment I saw you, I knew your Mom and I were in for a treat.

I’ve always been proud of you and all that you have accomplished in the short time you have been here.  You have a thirst for knowledge that most if not all parents would be extremely proud of.  I cannot fathom how many times I’ve heard the questions “Why?” and “How?” come out of your mouth.  It makes me proud because with that thirst for knowledge combined with a mind like a steel trap, I know you will go so far.  You have the drive to become whatever you want to be and then some.  I look forward to the future where I can see just exactly how far you will go.

Of course, by now, you are like “Jeez Dad, enough with the mushy stuff!”  Well I guess you will have to just deal with it.  I’m sure there will be more to come…

Well, let’s see…I guess I can start by giving you a snapshot of who you are through my eyes.  Every time I look at you I see this beautiful little girl that is blossoming into what will one day be a beautiful woman who will be wise and virtuous.   I would like to say that I had a little to do with that, but we both know that most of that came from your Mommy’s side.  You are very wise for your age, but I’m not sure if that is a good thing or not.

You love to dress in what I would have at one time considered 80’s attire, even though it seems to have made a comeback.  You LOVE your skinny jeans, Converse tennis shoes, and any shirt with skull and crossbones designs.  You love to paint your fingernails and toenails black because it is so cool.  If you are not wearing your skinny jeans, you are wearing some form of capris.  Your Teetra started you in wearing hair feathers and colored hair extension clips (not sure what to call them).  You have braces this year, so of course, you have to have colors in those as well.  All in all, I’d say you are a pretty fashion savvy diva.  I’m glad you are happy with the way you look and have a way of carrying yourself confidently.

You are such a smart little girl as well.  You have a knack for problem solving and a great deal of common sense.  You act twice your age, so I like to say “You are 9 going on 20”.  Sometimes I think you were thrust into growing up a little too fast with what life has thrown at you the last few years…I pray you don’t feel like you missed out on anything.  I hope that Mommy and I provided a great CHILDhood for you before you had to grow up and miss out on any of those things all kids should do.  You seem to really enjoy life, though, so I would like to think we are doing a great job.

Roughly three years ago, Mommy was diagnosed with Chronic Lymphocytic Leukemia (CLL).  I believe this is the first time you have really had to deal with someone’s mortality that is so close to you.  The true first time was Pops, but that was a long time ago and you were still very young.  I know this contributed to you having to grow up a little faster than the other kids around you.  You seem to take it in stride, though, like you know everything is going to be alright.  I know you think about it a lot, but you seem to internalize a lot of stuff as you get older.  I pray you know that I will always be here for you.

You also had to leave your friends in Florida because I cross-trained to a new career field nearly 2 years ago.  Because of that, we had to leave Florida and relocate to Las Vegas since my job wasn’t offered by any base in Florida.  It would have been nice to stay in Florida, but it just wasn’t in the cards.  We left a school that you loved and Niceville United Methodist Church, a church that we almost considered our second home.  I sometimes feel bad about having taken all that away from you and Mommy.  It was, however the best thing for my career progression and an infinitely better job; at least so I think.  I’m not so sure your mom thought so.

Even with all that, you never seemed to have any problems making friends.  You always were such a social butterfly.  People flock to you because you seem to have an infectiously positive attitude.  I imagine that is why you seem to be so popular.  You don’t even have to try; it comes so natural to you.

This year has been fun for us.  You are currently on the Swim Team at our local YMCA, and you are good.  You tried out and started off in Bronze.  The coaches saw that you had natural, raw talent and moved you to Silver with the more advanced swimmers.  You placed 3rd and 4th in Backstroke and Freestyle at your first swim meet, which is really good considering the caliber of swimmers you were up against.  I know with a little time and some strength training, and you will be unstoppable.  You take to the water like a fish.  Many people tell your Mommy and me that you have a natural stroke and that it seems you have been swimming for a long time.  I wish you could see the look on their faces when we told them that you have only been swimming for a few weeks on the swim team.  You love swim team, and it seems Swim Team likes you so hopefully you will make it a long time relationship in your life.

You have also been doing great at the church with Awana as well.  Just this last week, you passed three modules in a matter of no time.  I like what Awana teaches you because it is Christian based life learning that should stand the test of time.  I pray what you learn there will last you a lifetime.  One of the cool things you got to do with Awana was the Pinewood Derby.  As hard as it was, I let you totally design the car.  I just helped you build it.  Daddy definitely approved of the design.  It looked like an old school racecar and man did it fly!  As a matter of fact, you won 2nd place in your group of about 20.  I was very proud of you!

I will always be proud of you.  You are growing up to be such a wonderful little woman.  I look forward to seeing where life takes you and will always be there for you when you need me.  Now that I have seen what you have done in the first decade, I foresee that you will have a great life ahead of you.  I could keep on going with this letter, probably for days…but seeing how I have to eventually wrap it up, I guess I will stop here…

Love you bunches!
-Daddy

Lacey
 

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