Monthly Archives: June 2012

This is the least I can do for him. If Parker was able to survive an IED blast, the pain from this tattoo was worth it. I am the 11th person to get a tattoo to honor him and I won’t be the last.

When you arise in the morning, give thanks for the food and
For the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks,
The fault lies only in yourself.

 

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Prayers for Zack

Prayers today for Zack Parker, a soldier I went through basic training with. He took an IED while trying to help other soldiers. He is now in a hospital in San Antonio. He is a hero, and needs all the prayer and positive energy he can get. 

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Farewell Dinner

On Friday some of my unit got together for a farewell dinner to one of the best Non-Commissioned Officers in our unit. It’s funny how somebody leaving brings everybody closer in some strange way.

It was the first time I had been to a Japanese restaurant and it was pretty amazing. The entire evening consisted of everybody laughing, drinking, and remembering things we have done in the military. With a deployment around the corner losing our best NCO was almost like a slap in the face but we must move on. People move units all the time and we know this, but when a connection is made with somebody it becomes personal.

Hope you have fun in Korea.

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We had so much Sake, I love it!

 

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Goodbye

If you had to write a goodbye letter what would you put in it? As I’m sitting here in the desert I stare off into the horizon and I’m thinking about what my goodbye letter would consist of.
Nobody wants to die but when we are presented with a situation that the end result could be death something inside of us changes. Talking about emotions and thoughts aren’t exactly something we share openly here. The majority of people try to run away from their problems. And before somebody gets the misconception that this is about suicide you are mistaken, it is about writing a final letter before a deployment.
I had no idea what a goodbye letter was until I joined the military. The first time I had even heard of one was in church at Fort Jackson. An older gentleman came to talk to our group and in his hand was his son’s final letter. His son had been killed in Iraq a few months prior and we listened to his final words. The letter started off with “hey dad, if you’re reading this letter it means that I’m dead”, as the letter went on it felt as if these words were being engraved into my soul. It is experiences like this that I will never be able to forget. Yes, combat and killing sounds “cool” in theory but in the end it is not worth it.
Would I talk about my childhood or things I regret? It seems like this post is filled with questions instead of answers. I guess it is because maybe I don’t want the truth, getting over the fear of possible death is difficult to accomplish. What is the point of having ambition if we don’t act upon it. At the end of the letter would I be able to say, “hey I accomplished most of the things I wanted to do in my life”. I guess this is a kick in the rear to get motivated and explore life a bit more.
Does your life flash before your eyes like in a movie when you’re writing the letter? I guess in the end no matter how elaborate your letter turns out to be, the fact wont change that words wont make your family family. We take little things for granted, when you’re up it’s never as good as it seems, and when you’re down you think you’ll never get up but life goes on.

Comments would be greatly appreciated.

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Journey to the end

I try to picture my life outside of the Army from time to time. I wonder how the transition from this life to a civilian life will be. I have heard that the first six months are the most difficult. On one hand I am happy that I am looking forward to a civilian life and on the other I cannot forget about my friends.

It is difficult to write my thoughts clearly on this subject. As much as I would love to elaborate most people would not understand. At times I might hate being here, but what I have experienced here is going to be ever-lasting. The majority people that leave the military never exactly let go. Most people say that they are going to go to college, but once they are free, nothing ever gets accomplished. We are essentially lost in our past.

I have this crazy idea. I want to walk with my ruck-sack on from Splendora, Texas to Arlington National Cemetery. It is about a 1500 mile trip that I think will be a life changing journey. The journey should take about 2 months give or take, depending on how many miles I walk a day. I really think a trip like this could raise awareness for military service members past and present. Before we move forward we must honor our past.

Any comments on this would be great.

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