Thoughts..
I wish I can find someone special to wait for me while I’m in Afghanistan. I’ve looked everywhere and even tried the whole, “if you stop looking, she’ll come to you thing,” but the truth is, I’m too young for all of that. All the girls my age are too young and immature to know what it takes to be with a soldier. I’ve never really given up on anything in my life but this I gotta let go. It’s holding me back from performing my duty to this country.
It sucks being young.
Day 215. Operation Enduring Freedom. Kabul, Afghanistan.
That’s me on the far side btw. All bandaged up :’(
Growing up, my dad always wanted me to get him one. My brother didn’t and my two little sisters were too young. As hard as I worked, I still couldn’t get him one. For so long, I was so disappointed at myself for not being able to come home and give my dad one for his car. Until I went on Christmas leave. The back of his car had three stickers, two from my little sister and one on the opposite side that says, “Proud Parent of a United States Army Soldier.”
Just a little story about a part of my life. I saw an honor roll/student bumper sticker today and it reminded me of it.
Rest in Peace Sergeant Smith. You were the best section chief I had. You taught me everything I know now. We all fought a good fight and you did your job well. Me, the Fallen Angels, and your country are indebted to you and your actions in Afghanistan. Tell the rest of the Fallen Angels that are with you the same. Your sacrifice will not go in vain. Condolences to your wife Melissa, and your children, Abram and Juliana. You were one hell of a soldier and a father. Watch over us Sergeant. Thunder 6, Fallen Angels. Out.
This is what it looks like looking through Night Vision Goggles. They suck.
520 miles before I need to get gas :) I love my car
