When I was a kid, my mom moved us around a lot. I had lived all over this country before I was even 10. My mother was a traveling nurse, so she moved where they needed her. Being a kid and moving is actually quite stressful, mainly because it means making new friends in new places constantly. As I get older, still the hardest part of moving is trying to make friends. Or just trying to find reasons to leave the house. For me, the first couple of weeks here were actually really fun and the days went by fast. I was exploring this new town and learning my way around. But, as time goes on, I find that the days go by a little slower. This is mainly because there isn’t a lot left to explore, and I have to be available to get Andrew since we only have one car. The biggest thing that helps the day go by faster are friends.
Finding friends isn’t as easy as it was in school (obviously). When I first moved here I had one friend (besides Andrew). We met in an airport a little over a year ago. We were both coming to see our (then) boyfriends. We bonded over the fact that our flight had been delayed for over an hour and how we wanted to get here to see the boys. Since I have moved to North Carolina, I have met new Marine wives and quite a few Marines (obviously). It can be difficult to find things to talk about since everybody is from different backgrounds. But one thing that I have learned is don’t judge a book by its cover. In college, even though everyone is from different backgrounds, you all have one thing in common. School. But here, it is so much different. Not everybody went to school and not everyone plans on going. I learned a lot in college but being married to a Marine has taught me a lot more.
I always assumed that (for whatever reason) I was the youngest person in this “group”. Mainly because everybody acts so much older than they are and, for me, thinking about becoming a mom and having my life put together means you are like 25. Which is funny considering that most of the Marines here are in their first or second enlistment and are between 18-23. At least, that’s what I have encountered, this does not count for everybody. So being 22, I am actually the same age as most of the people here and in some cases the oldest person around. Sometimes when we are sitting around and I get to thinking about the fact that I’m actually the oldest in the room, I think,
“haha.. That’s funny”
because, I am used to being in college classes where people are 24-25. Plus, I grew up with my grandparents and I was an only child, so I have always been the baby.
It’s also interesting because so many people have babies and I honestly haven’t even thought about children. I come home and wish I had a dog at the end of the day. I like kids, the ones that talk are my favorite because they can tell me what they want. To be honest, infants are terrifying to me. I always feel like I am going to mess them up or break them. Like I said I was the baby, so I still don’t know how to put on a diaper.. Which as a woman I feel like I should, but I wasn’t taught. I only know what movies told me. But the moms that I have met here are really great. They have such a tough job, with their spouses being Marines (and especially the moms that are Marines) and being home with the kids.
I have always felt really intimidated by these moms. I’m not really sure why, maybe because they have kids and kids scare me or maybe because I feel like they are much older than me, even if they are my age or younger. But one thing is for sure, the moms that I have met are great people and more than willing to meet people and make you feel like you have a friend in them. The women that I have met here are great and I am so happy to have met them. Hopefully, while in Japan we can stay in contact.
A few weeks ago, some of my Arkansas friends came to visit. I don’t know if I am the only one that feels this way. But when you move and start to make new friends, you feel a little like you abandoned your older friends. When Bry (pronounced like BREE) and Hayley came to visit me, I wanted to make sure that they had a good time. I wanted them to know that even though I have made new friends, they are still two of my closest friends.
They traveled one day, were here for two, then traveled back the fourth day. And although they weren’t here for very long, I had planned a pretty fun week. When they got in, I had made dinner for them. The next day we slept in, then I showed them around the town. That night I had invited a couple of friends over that I had made here in North Carolina to meet them. Unfortunately, only one couple could make it, but nevertheless we still had a great time. Hayley made chicken enchiladas (YUM), and then after the movie we were watching, began the biggest nerf war I have ever been a part of. In short, t’was the best night I’ve had in a long time. It wouldn’t have happened without good friends willing to let go and have fun. The next day was the 4th of July, where we did typically 4th things, i.e. beach, beer, and fireworks. I’ve missed having my friends around. I always miss home, but I couldn’t have a nerf war at home. (The girls beat the 2 Marines by the way, I’ll just leave this here)
[by the way.. Andrew and I are dorks, we own 8 nerf guns, 2 nerf swords, and 1 bow and arrow (it’s got terrible aim, we don’t use it..)]
Friends bring a smile to my face even if it’s just sitting around talking about food or surface things. I’m an introvert, I don’t do well with huge crowds (unless I’ve had a drink or two) but I love just small intimate gatherings with friends where we just drink and talk about life. I love getting to know people better, when I do I try to stay in contact with them. Friends and family keep my going. I really value these relationships. If you are marrying a Marine and you’re worried about the friends thing (like I was), just ask your husband to find Marine’s that are married, which is what I did. Chances are he knows some people, just ask!
More stories, how-to’s, and adventures to come!
xoxo, The Lintag’s
(P.S. I know that it has taken me about three weeks to write a new post, hopefully this won’t happen again, my goal is once a week. I had company, as mentioned before, then I was in the ER and told to rest a lot after my visit, so I slept a lot. Then, I was dog-sitting the most precious puppers in the world this past week! So, I gave them bunches of attention rather than write.. Sorry.. I love dogs.. BUT I will be writing more often! PROMISE)