This is another article I found that I feel is worth sharing over and over again. So much truth to it. Having personal experience with these types of programs and enduring the agony and mind games that happens is what drives me to this very day. The author of the article is unknown. Originally posted …
The following was originally written by me on October 12, 2014. It's posted on another blog site of mine that I no longer contribute to. Thought it would be worth passing along. Enjoy!! After 22 years, and still going, in the Army I've learned a LOT about the Army Record Keeping System. Maintain your own!!! …
Twenty-five freakin’ years. Wow! Where did it go? It started with President Clinton, then Bush, Obama and now Trump. Two of whom I’ve met. Today it’s official. Today is my day of retirement. I went downstairs to my “Man Room” this morning and pulled out some old pics and just kind looked around at all …
I enjoy writing because my mind is like a freight train chugging across the country. It never stops moving. In my world everything I think is important. Many times it’s just a thought that passes by but sometimes I really feel I need to share it. Enter…WordPress.
I welcome struggle. Too many people fear struggle. They wish “life were easier”. People say life is so hard. No, it’s hard work. We should celebrate struggle cause only then do we get stronger. You want to be tough? You wanna be hard? Push thru struggle, see it thru to the other side.
I have a hard time staying in bed in the morning. My mind races and the thoughts begin to flood my mind. I toss and I turn. I kick the sheets off of me then pull them up to my neck. I start to get angry then I throw the sheets back with a WHOOSH, sit straight u then spin to the right. Once my feet are on the floor I begin to move like the house is on fire. Sometimes my wife says, “Come back to bed. You need to get some rest”! “Nope” I say, “Time to get to work”.
To start off let’s back up a few years. Like 25 years or so. Growing up in a home with a loving mother and father is where it began for me. Things were normal with my two sisters and my folks. My “more active negative tendencies” began in high school. I’m not really sure what it was that led me down the path but I just started to enjoy physical confrontations.
What's funny about this whole discussion is that it's not entirely true. Many FAGS (former action guys) think, "I'm gonna go work for Uncle Sugar and make MAD money". Maaaaaaybe.
Thought everyone would like to see what I should have been doing to prepare to deploy to Iraq!
Things to do for a smooth transition when you find out you're deploying: