The Bittersweet Pull of Going Back to Minot (and what I’m taking with me as a doula, mom and photographer)
There’s this weird little ache that comes with military life. It’s the “I can’t wait to go” and the “I’m not ready to leave” happening at the same time. If I could bottle that feeling, it’d probably taste like coffee, tears, and a little bit of desert dust. We’re heading back to Minot soon. A […]
