A friend of mine posted this on Facebook and I couldn’t help but laugh at how true these are. For all my military friends out there, enjoy.
CIVILIAN FRIENDS: Tell you not to do something stupid when drunk.
MILITARY FRIENDS: Will post 360 security so you dont get caught.
CIVILIAN FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr. and Mrs.
MILITARY FRIENDS: Call your parents mom and dad.
CIVILIAN FRIENDS: Hope the night out drinking goes smoothly, and hope that no one is late for the ride home.
MILITARY FRIENDS: Know some wild stuff will happen, and set up rally points and an E & E route. CIVILIAN FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
MILITARY FRIENDS: Will be sitting next to you saying, Damn…we f**ked up…but hey, that was fun!” Read more…
9/11. A day that brought our country to its knees, but showed the resilience America was founded upon. For me, 9/11 was the first day of the rest of my life. Cliché as it may be, but I stand behind the statement for this reason. Without this tragic day, I may not have taken these past ten years as seriously as I have. Sure, I’ve had some crazy times that gave me stories that I hesitate to tell my future children, but along the way, I did more growing than any other point in my life.
I learned what integrity really means. I found out what true loyalty and comradery looks like. I was fortunate to see the lengths people would go to protect a stranger or to protect what they believe in. I came to understand sacrifice, the ultimate sacrifice. I knew love, twice. I fought through heartbreak, twice. I found my voice, my personality, and I grew into the person that I most wanted to be. I’m comfortable in my own skin, but vulnerable enough to approach. I realized that anything said with a smile, a genuine smile, will take a person further than any BS that can be conjured. Read more…
Every generation has their moment, that defining moment. I think back to D-Day and “a day that will live in infamy”, the assassination of JFK, and the declaration of “That’s one small step for [a] man, one giant leap for mankind.” As a grew older, I couldn’t fathom what defining moments my generation would endure, but in 1986 I got my first glimpse with the Challenger explosion.
I was fascinated with planes and flying and all the possibilities air and space offer, so I watched with all the enthusiasm a 6 year old could muster. I remember starring in amazement at those brave men and women being shot into space, only to have that dream shattered 73 seconds into the flight. I remember crying and feeling helpless even at this young age. This was my first personal life moment. Read more…