I am a military wife.
This is somewhat of an uncomfortable description for me. I always envision military wives as traditional conservative creatures. Women who are the backbone of America, organized and resilient. The military wife likes orders and rules. And God. And Country. (But probably not Yale.)
I, on the other hand: Non-white, from MA, a product of the People's Republic of Cambridge, educated abroad, worked abroad, peripatetic, multi-lingual, dual citizen, over-educated, green, godless, feminist, liberal, pro-choice, pro-gay rights. Didn't take my husband's name (it took Maj. C's brigade three years to get my name and title right). I don't do pledges or anthems or prayer. I do science, books, and numbers. Ex-Wall Street. Ex-academic. Donates to Planned Parenthood, Dems, and NPR. Wine, not beer. Goat cheese, espresso with lemon rind, and arugula figure prominently in my diet.