Just Stop

I recently sat across the table from another woman over a dinner of sub-par pizza at a unexceptional restaurant. We attempted to have some semblance of a conversation despite the persistent din of her young children, who apparently found our attempts at female fellowship dull, at best. It was my first time meeting her, and [...]

Never, Ever Marry a Pilot

Tuesday night I asked a seemingly simple question on my The Pilot WifeLife Facebook page: How did you meet your aviation spouse? The response was breathtaking and diverse, as I knew it would be! Because you, my family, are breathtaking and diverse. "He's a gift!" "My best friend." "Married 41 years. He passed almost 2 [...]

Marriage Revolution Resolutions

The old has passed and the new has come. On the eve of the dawn of a new year there lingers the delicious aroma of wonder and possibility. It feels like, if even for a moment, anything is possible. For a frozen second in time, the stars will align and all of our wildest dreams [...]

Four Gifts for Your Wife to Rekindle the Dying Flame

I recently wrote an article entitled Four Gifts for Your Husband to Save Your Struggling Marriage. It examined some important needs that men have in order for your marriages to flourish - respect, some slack, prayer, and authentic sexual intimacy with your spouse. But let's get real for a second. Marriage is not '50/50'; a [...]

[Not] Home for the Holidays 

Every year it's the same. Aviation families all around the world hold their collective breaths waiting for that moment that makes or breaks us. It's the moment when we find out if he, our beloved pilot, will be home with his own family for Christmas...or making sure other people get to be with theirs. The release [...]

The Line Around the Christmas Tree

We have always allowed our children to place the ornaments on the Christmas tree. It is a special time when we talk about each ornament and the memories that it represents. There’s the sand- and seashell-filled bulb from our amazing trip to San Diego; the yellow lab puppy for the year we got our dog, Belle; the [...]

Thank God for the Day I Died

It was November 24th, 2000—just another Thanksgiving morning. It was also the day I died. But wait, let’s backtrack a bit. Two months earlier I was just living my life, doing whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted, with whomever I wanted. I was 24, single(ish) with suitors out the wazoo, making really good money, and the owner of my very own [...]