The Military Is a small world indeed.

I hate it when I meet someone or see a face that haunts me until I remember where I knew that or saw that. It happens to me ever so often, I just have to step away from it to remember it.
That's when that AHaaaa moment strikes - when you least expect it. So it was with this memory I keep seeing in my minds eye. What was it? who was it that said that? Then a moment of clarity strikes and I remember. It's not that the memory is that important it's really that I can't remember it that is impotant.
Why is it that our minds protect us like that. I wish I could recall it all in a moments inspiration - but I can't. So I have to wait - patiently - until my minds lets me remember it. I can be riding in a car, drinking at a bar, looking afar - alright I know corny, but the premise is : when I want to remember I can't. When I want to forget I remember.
Certain sights, sounds, noises make me remember - I don't have a choice. It just happens.
That's why when ever someone says; when did this happen, why did this happen, how old where you when this happened? i really choose NOT to remember.
I don't want to remember the pain, the hurt, the struggle, the issues surrounding "the who, what, when or where" it isn't easy for me. I hate the ugliness of life. I always have and I always will. And really no one cares. They really don't. And anyhow why would they? It is mind boggling to me. Just know that "XYZ" happened and let it go.

Beyond the Wire

I am retracing my steps during the past two years and I am discovering that I have been an integral part of something very important.
When I returned home from Iraq I was still in a state of physical recovery. What I didn't realize is that I am also in a state of mental, and spiritual recovery as well.
I had lost faith in my fellow man. I didn't trust what anyone said - I suspected everyone had a hidden agenda. It took working thru these emotion in therepy and working hard in my role as an Operation Warrior Trainer. I have been a part of a very respected group of men and women who truely care about doing the right thing and make it clear that all who are assigned to this job will take care to always do the right thing.
This is such a transition from where I have been. It took me awhile to believe that there were this caliber of soldier's left in the Army. These folks were mostly Active Duty soldiers. They took the time to make every mission as important and accurate as the first mission.
When I went to work it was with the knowledge that I was going to impact someone's life today in a huge way. I slowly learned that I could trust the soldier's I worked with in this new Battalion. I knew with certainty that there was no hidden agenda. There was no back stabbing, There was only hard work. And lots of it.