It has finally happened.
My children are settled.
After six military moves in 14 years, they like where we have landed for retirement. And my husband and I are breathing a sigh of relief.
Our last move was a gamble. We had never lived in this state or this part of the country. But we were both offered great jobs – an oddity as most military families know – and we couldn’t pass up the steady paychecks in favor of continuing to search aimlessly, moving from town to town like Goldilocks in search of the perfect fit.
So we went.