When you hear the term Military brat, what do you think of?
Probably someone who moves around constantly because their parents get stationed at different bases. That's the stereotype, anyways. People picture these kids that never have a chance to develop permanent roots in a community because they leave within a few years.
That's not my experience.
My father, John Crowe, served in the U.S. Air Force for over half of his life, traveling to Germany and Italy before settling down in Mountain Home after I was born.
He decided that he was done moving around, and he didn't want to uproot his family anymore than he had to. Every time he had an opportunity to transfer to another base, he said no.
He gave up some of his dreams doing that, like his dream of going back to Alaska, but if you ask him, he'll say that nothing is worth more than his family's happiness.
Sure, I've always been slightly jealous of my brother because he was born in Germany while I was born on Mountain Home Air Force base, but I've been to practically every single Air Force Appreciation Day parade since my birth.
I watched some of my friends move over the years because their parents were given orders to other bases, but then I remember how much I hated being away from home when I moved to Dayton, OH with my mother.
I got to grow up in a community that fostered love and friendship because of my father's decision to settle down, a choice I will forever be grateful for.
I'm not your traditional Military brat, but I'm okay with that.