This week brings me to a crossroads or an
intersection, or a milepost not really sure which or if any.
I am of the age where I have hit many
mileposts, some of those included:
·
Marriages, some that should have ended sooner, some that could have
been kept with a little more work and effort.
·
Completing High School, College Degree (first in my family),
Becoming a Certified Emergency Manager, Passing the SRT Course.
·
Careers; I feel lucky to have been able to recreate my work life at
least 4 or 5 times depending on how you connect the dots.
Coming up this week an almost unimaginable date
has arrived; On April 1st I will have been out of the Army longer
than the 20 years I wore a uniform.
My Army career spanned three continents, three
different M.O.S. (Military Occupational Specialty) and more importantly a
couple of NCO’s in my early years that straightened my young stupid ass out.
Had it not been for them and a few other guiding lights during my time in boots,
my current life would not be so rosy now.
My Civilian life has been dotted with a few shining stars and a few friends who helped me see the way or at least bought me drinks when I lost the way. But all for good. Its been a great road trip (not over yet) so far.
As I look forward to the future I see a great
time ahead as I take all I have learned and give back however, wherever I
can. From soldier to humanitarian; both
share the same principals and if you haven’t been a Soldier (Sailor, Airman,
Marine or Coasty) you may not know what I mean, but that’s okay.
So I am not looking for high fives, or Atta
boys (because you now what can wipe out all the Atta boys, right?) Just
acknowledging that I am crossing a line, not falling off a cliff.
What are your lines or steps? Where will you be
when you have completed a life’s work? What will you remake yourself into? What
do you do next?
Just something to make you go, hmmmmmm.
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