Amalie Flynn, right, with her husband, Lt. Cmdr. Jason T. Phillips. Paxton F. Phillips
From A Military Wife, Words On War -- Amalie Flynn, New York Times
In 2001, I was standing on a street, watching a plane hit a tower and watching bodies, the bodies of people who were jumping out of windows, watching them fall through the sky and down. I ran that day, away from the fiery towers and dust. And in the days that followed, I ran away from the rubble, away from New York City — all the way to another state, where I would meet a man who was in the military, who would become my husband.
In 2004, my husband bought me a coffee mug. It said, “Navy Wife, the hardest job in the Navy.” We laughed about the mug, about how I did not think of myself as a military wife and about how easy our lives felt. We were living in a New Hampshire subdivision of town houses, where each unit was a cheerful carbon copy of the one next to it, and where streets, with names like Sunflower and Honeysuckle and Sugar-Hill, intersected unnecessarily.
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