Why am I SUCH a Marine's wife??

I've been thinking a lot about this lately.  The fact that my husband is a Marine is one of the least remarkable details about me as a person.  It's certainly important and something I'm proud of, but it's not my most defining characteristic by any means.  So, why is it that when communicating online this seems to be of the utmost importance?

I think I've figured it out.

I seek out other Marines' loved ones because I don't have good contacts with them in the real world right now.  We are settled into an urban area with no Marine Corps presence to speak of.  Around here when I speak of my husband's EAS or give "AMOI" as his job description or complain about the lack of a commissary, I might as well be speaking a foreign language.   Not one person in my immediate environment has been through a deployment or has any concept of what a drill instructor does. 

So, online, I seek out the friends that I'm missing here.  The ones who "get" this portion of our life. 

But, in the meantime, I'm still an enthusiastic UNC Tarheels basketball fan.  I'm still an avid coffee drinker and Ikea shopper.  I still have my favorite books and TV series.  I make jewelry.  I've got my college studies, part-time job, family and home.  So I suppose it's OK for me to be a big old "Marine Wife" online.  Because I've got that, too.  ;)