Twig bought lights for our little Christmas tree. So it's all lit up and pretty at the foot of my bed. I might put a few of my still-wrapped presents under it. Or buy Twig something and stick it under there.
She walked into the quad singing "Oh Christmas tree..."
Keeping up with her tempo, I sang "Oh Christmas tree..."
We giggled like little school girls.
They asked for volunteers, so I volunteered. I deployed and spent a year in the sandbox. I came home. The Army decided I was too broken to serve any longer and gave me temporary medical retirement. I'm a civilian again and married right back in. My husband is gearing to deploy. In the meantime, I have a strange love-hate relationship with the Army. Sometimes it sucks, sometimes it doesn't.
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- I'm a contradiction all by myself. Soldier and student. Stargazer and computer geek. Boots and music. Paper pusher and globetrotter. It all works out in the end.
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A bit of history...
There was a call for volunteers to deploy in Spring of 2006. I volunteered, was selected, passed the screening process, and was sent to reclassification training to go from being a bandsman to a human resource specialist. After graduation, I was home for roughly a month. I met the rest of my new unit right before we were sent to mobilization training. Once validated, we were sent overseas in support of Operation Iraqi Freedom.
I left university, quit my job, dumped my foreign boyfriend, and said a few very painful goodbyes. But I don't regret it one bit.
In early August, I was MEDEVAC'd out of the desert. My unit was just a few weeks away from going home. Now my only job is to get better. The irony is that they returned to their homes before I did.The Army has offered me disability and temporary retirement pay. I'm taking it. Bye bye combat boots.
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- not moving
- things that scare the crap out of me
- he's called Lucky for a reason
- so long already?
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1 comment:
What is your email address? I spent the first year overseas in Mosul and I remember all my thoughts and emotions. I'd love to chat if you're interested!
Krystal
armymustang@gmail.com
www.armymustang.com
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