It begins with the desire to reconnect - to relive old memories and share new experiences. But as you stare at your phone, you're met...

This article was sent to us by Natalie S., an eighth grader stationed in Texas. Do you have a story to share with your fellow military...

A seed is planted, roots must roam, Each soil it finds becomes a home. Through winds of change, it learns to sway, A blooming life in...

Cardboard suffuses My empty wooden dollhouse Voices echoing Weaving to a fuller place A home none of us have known A jumble of life Is...

This article was sent to us by Emma H., a college freshman stationed in Nashville, Tennessee. Do you have a story to share with your...

This article was sent to us by Natalie S., an eighth grader stationed in Texas. Do you have a story to share with your fellow military...

Every year, a brand new school starts, Holding onto memories, but leaving parts. Faces change, the names unknown, In every place, a new...

This article was sent to us by Natalie S., an eighth grader stationed in Texas. Do you have a story to share with your fellow military...

Growing up as a military kid comes with its own set of unique challenges. Frequent relocations, parental deployments, and uncertainty can...

Dirty old river, must you keep rolling, flowing into the night?   sings Ray Davies at the start of  Waterloo Sunset , a song by the...

One of the most common words I’ve heard during my time writing with Bloom is the "Itch.” For the uninitiated, the "Itch” is the feeling...

A new school year begins today, With corridors both old and strange, New faces fill the crowded hall, As schedules shift and friendships...

So, where are you from? It’s an infamous question among Milteens. We all puzzle over how to answer it, and I’ve heard a lot of eloquent...

When most civilians see the camouflage uniform of the military, the words “thank you for your service” come to their mind. At many...

Sixteen summers have come and gone, making me the girl I am today. I believe Belly Conklin said it best: "Summer was what mattered. My...

a child of the military's stride moved often with homes far and wide through empathy's light their heart learned to fight and find where...

This summer is an unusual one for me. For the first time in four years, I am not moving over the midyear months. Moving is an uprooting....

I haven't seen your favorite hat since the day you moved away. The tires on our bikes went flat the day you moved away. I remember...

Ah, television, I love it and hate it. As a kid, I looked for people who were "like me." That kid in first grade who was playing with...

Connection. Belonging. Stability. These are the buzzwords used to explain the educational childhood of a military brat. We've all heard...