Military Child

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Military Child

by: Miranda Walker | .
Kadena High School | .
published: April 26, 2013

I was not born into the military lifestyle; I came in with my mind already set on how I saw the world. I was a normal small town girl at a normal public school with other children who were bound to stay there for the rest of their lives. I didn’t have big dreams, I didn’t have all the newest things, and I couldn’t imagine a life outside of Arizona.

With troubles on the rise at school my Aunt Amanda and Uncle Christopher asked if I would like to join them for the summer in Oceanside, California on the Marine Corps base there, just to relax and have fun. That summer was filled of firsts; my first sleepover, first time I saw the beach, first time I had rules and punishments for my actions, first time I have two parent figures in my life.  As the summer was coming to an end we all sat down and had a talk about me staying for the school year.

Well one school year turned into three at Jefferson Middle. During my three years there my world had changed. I now had two loving people who truly cared for my future, I had friends, and dreams for the future. I witnessed firsthand how hard being a military wife was when my Uncle went through two deployments. One was a WestPac float with the MEU in support of OEF, and the other was to Ramadi, Iraq in support of OIF. My Aunt was a working mother of two little children and now I was there with them.

When he came back we all sat down again to have another talk, only this one would change my life in ways I could never have imagined. I was adopted when I was 15 and was preparing for a big move to Okinawa, Japan. This would be the first time I was held to the standards of DoDDS education. I was scared but assured myself I could do anything I set my mind to, because I was now a military child.

I may not show it all the time but I am truly greatful to have my parents. I know I make mistakes and do things I probably shouldn’t, but to have them there for me in the end is really what makes me happy. I would not be the person I am today without their help and I will spend the rest of my life trying to make it up to them. I know my future is better because of everything they have done and given me. I know I can be sucessful because of the things they have passed down to me. I love my parents more than anything and I wish there was a way to show them that I’m not all bad.