Arthur and I are high school sweethearts. But, our story doesn’t start there. Both of us have eerily similar childhood stories. Both of our dads were in the Army. Both of our dads were stationed in Germany. Both of our dads married a German national. Both Arthur and I spent a large portion of our childhood living abroad, in Germany. And both of our dads retired in Georgia, and that’s where Arthur and I met, dated in high school, and where our story began.
Though we drifted apart after high school – I joined the Army and became a military musician, and Arthur went off to college and then became an Officer in the Army – this is another part of our history that we have in common, a part that has anchored us. We both followed in our fathers’ footsteps and served our country with pride, duty, and honor.
Our lives followed paths that were apart from each other, and we married and had children. The Army – and the opportunities for travel and culture that being a part of the military provides – still connected us. We traveled to many foreign countries, experienced many wonderful cultures, and met some amazing lifelong friends. Wanderlust, however, was cemented in our blood because of our early childhood experiences as dependents in the military, and as adults, we continued to enjoy opportunities to travel.
Wanderlust however, was cemented in our blood!