The Beginning

10 Jul

When my husband told me I would need to go to “wife school” because Navy policy changed, I laughed out loud.  We’ve been married for over a year and now I need to go to school to learn how to be obedient his wife?  I guess they expect some decorum out of the wife of a Commanding Officer.

I knew I might have made a mistake marrying a Naval Officer my life was about to change.

With this next duty station, my identity will shift.  I will lose some of my individuality.  A whole group of people will identify me as my husband’s spouse, a Navy wife.

Aside from adorning my car or clothing with annoying Navy Wife logos, I didn’t know what that meant. [I have not done that by the way].  So I did what everyone else does when they don’t know an answer.  I googled it.

The amount of information on the subject is overwhelming.  Much as is this new responsibility, on top of all my other ones.  So I’ve decided to chronicle it.

Welcome to my journey as a Navy Wife.  As a COW, a Commanding Officer’s Wife.  Yes, that’s one of those jewels I learned from the internet. Such a wonderful term of endearment.

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