Some would wonder about roots. Yet they are as deep and strong as the mighty oak. I sink them quickly, absorbing all an area has to offer, and hopefully, giving some enrichment in return. Travel has taught me to be open. Shaking hands with the universe, I find brotherhood and sisterhood in all people.
Farewells are never easy.
Friendships are formed in hours and kept for decades. Be it inevitable that paths will part, there is constant hope that they will meet again. Love of country, respect and pride, fill my being when Old Glory passes in review. As I stand to honor that flag, so also do I stand to honor the soldier who has and always will be, there to defend our country. And most especially, I honor the parents whose life created mine and made me a Military Brat.