My hometown is nowhere, my friends are everywhere. I grew up with the knowledge that home Is where the heart and family is.
Mobility was my way of life. Some wonder about my roots, yet they are as deep and strong as the mighty oak. I’d sink them quickly, absorbing all an area offers and hopefully, giving enrichment in return.
Travel taught me to be open, shaking hands with the universe. Farewells were never easy, yet even in sorrow comes strength and the ability to face tomorrow with anticipation. When we’d leave one place, I felt that half my world was being left behind, but I also knew that the other half was waiting to be met.
Friendships were formed in hours and kept for decades. I never grew up with someone, but I will mature with many. When paths part, there is constant hope that we will meet again.
When I stand to honor that flag, When I stand I honor all soldiers, and most especially, to the parent whose life created mine.
Because of this, I have shared the rich heritage of Military Life.