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...

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...

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 Natalie S., an eighth grader stationed in Texas. Do you have a story to share with your fellow military...

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...

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

I am rather insignificant, and not very impressive. Not like the orchidaceae, or even the bright helianthus. But I grow. And grow, and...

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...

I am a military brat. Which entails leaving and likely losing friends on a three-year basis. This was a challenge that I was ready to...

Summers of adventure, summers of change, A MilKid's life, always in range. Summers of exploration, of discovering new places, meeting new...

Today, I am thankful for you, sitting behind me in calc class our impromptu rendezvous-- Today, for the first time, you mentioned middle...

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...

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...

A drawing to one is a reminder of the chores one must do later. The drawing looked like a pile of laundry on a teenage boy’s floor,...

There’re boxes around, Nothing can be found. Where’s my dresser? Where’s my TV? Where’s everything That belongs to me? The neighbors - I...

I sit here and think up in my room Of all the places where I have bloomed The friends I had in different places I can think distinctly of...

This poem was sent to us by Iona P., a college freshman stationed in Virginia. Do you have a story to share with your fellow military...

In the nights of happiness and cheer Hold your loved ones near Embrace friends with bonds so strong Fill the room with laughter, a...

TDY. Temporary duty. Just a few weeks - that’s not too long, right? He won’t miss too much, right? Maybe. Maybe it won’t be too bad....