My daughter is only nine years old, but has moved five times. We are a proud Air Force family. My husband has served 24 years on active duty and still going. It’s an exhausting process to move every few years, but Abby always says that home is where her dad, mom and brother live – no matter where that may be. I give her permission to be angry during a move, she’s earned after five. She wrote this poem as a way to express the way she feels after another PCS this summer from overseas back to the states. Military kids always seem to find the brightest sunbeam under the darkest skies.