As always, I am waiting. This is the longest suspense I have ever experienced for getting home. So much paperwork, lines, unfamiliar beds, different rooms, people, and soldiers, from all over America.
My flight is on its way and once I’m on it,I start my final journey that brings me home. It all seems so bittersweet. The soldiers that I deployed with are all gone and I remain at another gate.
We experienced a whole lot of ups and downs together during what was truly a professional and social challenge for all of us. Tactically, we were on point. But this unit had a lot of adults who were challenged to mature positively. Some did and some, I’m not so sure. Deployments should bring about a change in a soldier, and I am changed for the better.
So I’m sitting here reading about Kathryn Bigelow’s film “Zero Dark Thirty,” which was amazing by the way, and drooling about her awesome artistry. I watched the film a few nights ago at Fort Bliss and was desiring to enjoy it, but to no avail, I kept falling asleep. My sleep schedule is off and still hasn’t fully reset. Moreover, I’m about to go from Mountain Time to Eastern Standard Time where I will have to make another adjustment.
It was 0640 when I started this post and I am dead tired. I’m afraid to sleep because I don’t want to grow accustomed to napping during the day. But let me tell you, as it approaches 0700, there is a small beautifully lit horizon beyond the airport runway.
Later…