The Military and me

Those of us who wore the uniform...who served together in various situations can relate to what if feels like when you are no longer a part of that special camaraderie.

I miss it. God I do.

I miss wearing the uniform.

The travel.

The culture---

Man even the food....

When you join as young as I did it really does leave a lasting impression.

And leaving, yeah....you leave behind a piece of yourself.

......heart and soul....a big piece.

17 was a young young age to join...at that time personality is still forming-maybe even some self-doubt...you are venturing out to parts unknown meeting people so different yet once that uniform is on there seems to be a sense of well..."unity"----

The military and me............

Testing the limits...

Seeking the thrills....

Complete mental and physical exhaustion but by GOD you did it--you even came to love it. I did it.

Well, what did I know anyway about it anyway?

Here I was this Midwestern corn girl setting out to explore her part of the world and wow what an adventure it was....

I do try and find people on the net whom I served with but it's hard. Probably could go to an Army Worldwide Locator and see if I can track down some old buddies of mine.

Seems like a lifetime ago.