Wanderlust – once you succumb it’s like a chocolate addiction, tantalizing and
almost impossible to kick. Growing up in a small south Texas town my childhood
was a comfortable cocoon of sameness. I went from learning my ABC’s to the
angst of puberty with an identical group of kids. But even while I was cruising
the streets with my carpool buddy’s I knew I was destined see the world. I just
didn’t know how far reaching that would be.
Now let’s fast forward to my life as a nomadic Air Force wife. At times the
travel and moving was frenetic and sometimes it could even be exasperating, but
it was always an adventure (all 23 moves). I had an opportunity to meet new
people, to see new places, and to create my niche in places all over the world.
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