Back in earlier days of internet, a website called Military Brats Registry came into being. I found my way there somehow and I truly don’t remember and registered. Remember this was the ‘early days’ of internet, so formatting websites, forms, signing up and security looked a little different then. Later I heard media reporting on Military Brats Registry and how it was gaining in popularity. It was good to hear, cause it meant many ‘military brats’ were interested and glad for this new found home on the internet.
Along the years, I learned of dvd production in the works and waited and waited and waited. Finally dvd ‘Brats, Our Journey Home’ was released and I promptly bought a copy. Or I should say my dear husband promptly bought a copy as gift for me. We watched it together as soon as it arrived in the mail. And it resonated with me so strongly in so many ways. I took notes (that’s my nature when I’m really interested in both capturing and remembering) and spent some time today revisiting some of those older military brat sites I remember from late 1990s.
I wanted to chronicle the links, websites, books, resources and I really didn’t want to start a whole new blog to do it. So I looked around at all my blogs, and decided this one was the most logical place to spend some time chronicling my military brat history and building link connections. I’ll be adding some link banners to the sidebar, and blogging new entries in what will seem my own homecoming exploration.
This is a bittersweet project for me to undertake for a multitude of reasons, yet it will also be strengthening to make the connections, all the ‘aha’ moments that tell me more about who I am to me. My parents divorced when I was about 14 which abruptly ended our connection to military life. Unfortunately, it was an ugly divorce that my father worked to obstruct. He could get quite mean in his effort to control or manipulate the circumstances. He kept and/or destroyed all the mementos, photographs, slides, keepsakes, etc that were our history over those years. As a consequence, my mother doesn’t have much she can share visually, and neither do I except what I can recover from my spotty memory. It helps that other military brats are sharing their memories as it serves as ‘triggers’ for me in remembering and in what I hope to chronicle here at this blog.