April, May, June and July always makes me think of where I was two years ago: still in High school, fighting to get out of there and waiting for Eric to finish with boot camp. It was one of the worst and best experiences of my life; running to the mail box every day, staying up 3 days in a row with Eric during the Crucible...wrapping my arms around him during Family Day hearing his voice and not recognizing him because he was screaming so much.
And I am just so proud of Eric and all of his accomplishments that he has done with the USMC. I can't wait to start our lives together and I can't wait to be his wife, a marine wife. The respect and thanks that I had for active military personnel and Veterans before Eric joined the marines, only increased when he became one.
I've always been thankful of our Veterans and active military personnel. I have very little good memories of high school but I will always remember my Freshman year, the first Veteran's Day Assembly I went to. There was a veteran who was in a wheel chair and had participated in The Battle of the Bulge during World War Two. Even though he couldn't walk or stand very well, when his song played...that man stood up while his legs shook beneath him. I remember sitting in the choir section crying my eyes out watching that man.
I know that I will always be thankful to our Veterans, past and present for as long as I live. What they give up, what they sacrifice so that I can be free and have the freedom to do whatever I want means the absolute world to me. It makes me sick that we have so many men and women giving up their lives in the desert across the Atlantic and that most of the country doesn't care about those people or even remembers that we STILL have people over there. What makes me even more upset is that a lot of people (and maybe even some of you reading this) doesn't support our military. We still have husbands, boyfriends, brothers, sisters, fathers deploying for months and months...away from their loved ones, family and friends and it breaks my heart to not see this country care.
My mom and I are going to visit the Ohio Cemetery today and I know that I will cry seeing all the men and women who were put to rest there. I will never forget why I am free and I will always honor those who gave up everything, even their own lives so that I can be free.
Thank you Active Military personnel and Veterans past and present. Freedom is not free.
Monday, May 28, 2012
Monday, May 14, 2012
I never thought things would be like this.
Sometimes I close my eyes and imagine myself in the future...five years from now and sometimes it makes me smile, other times it scares me. I don't know what is wrong with the world or this country, jobs are hard to find and people are going through rough patches in their lives.
Eric joined the marines because of several reasons: becoming a marine and fighting for his country was always a dream of his ever since he was young, he was struggling with school and didn't like it in general and lastly, he just felt stuck. He wanted (and needed) to change for the better. The marines would help him start over with his life and they did. The Marine Corp promised him a duty station close to home, North Carolina and a certain job..but both of those promises didn't happen. He went from Radio Operator to Recon and got stationed across the world to Okinawa, Japan for 24 months (2 years). To make even things even more annoying, his time in Japan got extended to 28 months awhile back and he is supposed to be back in the states FOR GOOD February 2013. He was originally supposed to be back in the states November 2012.
In all honesty, I really wanted (and still do!) him to rejoin the Marines because there is nothing in the job market and there's nothing especially in Ohio. Another reason why I want him to continue on with the marines is all that Recon training! Why let all that training go to waste? I truly believe he can do something great if he continues on with the marines. However we found out that the marines aren't really taking back any more marines in his job area. He was going to continue with either radio operating or Recon. But now..with all the cutbacks (BECAUSE EVERYONE AND THEIR BROTHER ARE JOINING MARINES/OTHER BRANCHES OF THE MILITARY ><) going on, he might just end up with Recon..which isn't bad..it just gives us less options.
Its just a really bad feeling, not knowing whats going or having an idea of what is going to happen next. I really hope he gets stationed somewhere east coast or the south. Above everything and even my own feelings, I want him to get stationed where it will help with his job, no matter where that is at. I'm kind of scared though, I want to be with Eric no matter what but I am also afraid of leaving my animals, some friends , family and most of all my mom behind.
Am I really brave enough to leave everything and everyone I know to be with Eric? Sometimes I think I am and sometimes I don't.
There is a feeling in my gut that is telling me that 2013 is going to be the year that in which I'll have to look forward without knowing where I'm going. I just hope that I am strong enough to deal with the trials and tests that are going to pop out in front of me in the near future.
Eric joined the marines because of several reasons: becoming a marine and fighting for his country was always a dream of his ever since he was young, he was struggling with school and didn't like it in general and lastly, he just felt stuck. He wanted (and needed) to change for the better. The marines would help him start over with his life and they did. The Marine Corp promised him a duty station close to home, North Carolina and a certain job..but both of those promises didn't happen. He went from Radio Operator to Recon and got stationed across the world to Okinawa, Japan for 24 months (2 years). To make even things even more annoying, his time in Japan got extended to 28 months awhile back and he is supposed to be back in the states FOR GOOD February 2013. He was originally supposed to be back in the states November 2012.
In all honesty, I really wanted (and still do!) him to rejoin the Marines because there is nothing in the job market and there's nothing especially in Ohio. Another reason why I want him to continue on with the marines is all that Recon training! Why let all that training go to waste? I truly believe he can do something great if he continues on with the marines. However we found out that the marines aren't really taking back any more marines in his job area. He was going to continue with either radio operating or Recon. But now..with all the cutbacks (BECAUSE EVERYONE AND THEIR BROTHER ARE JOINING MARINES/OTHER BRANCHES OF THE MILITARY ><) going on, he might just end up with Recon..which isn't bad..it just gives us less options.
Its just a really bad feeling, not knowing whats going or having an idea of what is going to happen next. I really hope he gets stationed somewhere east coast or the south. Above everything and even my own feelings, I want him to get stationed where it will help with his job, no matter where that is at. I'm kind of scared though, I want to be with Eric no matter what but I am also afraid of leaving my animals, some friends , family and most of all my mom behind.
Am I really brave enough to leave everything and everyone I know to be with Eric? Sometimes I think I am and sometimes I don't.
There is a feeling in my gut that is telling me that 2013 is going to be the year that in which I'll have to look forward without knowing where I'm going. I just hope that I am strong enough to deal with the trials and tests that are going to pop out in front of me in the near future.
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Home at last!
As my mom and I were clearing out the last of my belongings in my room, I sat on my bed one last time and looked out the window. I'm on the fourth floor in my dorm and it has a really nice view of trees where a lot of Black Squirrels like to play. When I was upset or just so frustrated with something, I would look out that window and for some odd reason, I would feel better.
Its been a really rough year for me; my first semester was absolutely chaos dealing with another bad roommate and hardly talking to Eric because he was on ship for 3 months. Not only that was going on, but once again (thanks to the lovely education of Norton City Schools!) I was struggling with math and now science. Somehow though, I got through my first semester and came home to a wonderful break with my family, animals and I was lucky enough to see Eric come home. Not only that, I got to fly to Arizona to see him as well which was amazing.
Once I got back to Kent after Arizona, I was once again living alone. Which was great! I was so happy and relieved that my evil roommate moved out and I had my wonderful room to my own again. However even with my roommate gone, I still had other issues to deal with. My RA was never, ever in her room which was so frustrating! Half of my floor (for some odd reason!) was half freshmen, who really didn't seem to ever sleep or care about their grades at all. Why do I say this? These people would blast their music and literally be up all night. The guys next door to me would blast their music so loud that everything in my room would shake. No matter how many times I knocked on their door to try ask them to please turn their music down, they wouldn't answer or talk to me. So basically dorm security and I became best friends this Spring semester, lol.
I also struggled with math and science again which isn't a surprise, but I got through it. I studied my butt off for math, went to tons of tutoring sessions and passed. Now I only have one more math class to take and I'll be done with math forever. I'm pretty sure I did well with my other classes as well, considering they are history and writing :)
But this year taught me a lot about myself and other people. And even though there were nights when I was so upset over school and other personal things, that I would cry myself to sleep and days that would make me so angry that I wanted to hit something, I wouldn't trade it for anything because those experiences made me a much stronger person. I love Kent and even though at the moment I am sick of that place, I will always love Kent. And in a few weeks, I know I'll miss it and want to go back.
I'm so happy to be home though. It was so nice having my dog, Winston just jump up on me last night and stay with me for like 45 minutes. It was awesome having my cat Lily, open my bedroom door and kiss me goodnight. I feel much better too, the pressure of school is off my back till August and it is a wonderful feeling, let me tell you! lol!
I have such high hopes for this summer! Goals and things I want to do, people and places I want to see. Its a lot, but I really want to make the most of it. I don't know if I'll see Eric or not, but if I don't then I'll just keep myself busy with summer plans and wedding planning. In all honesty, I'm just happy we get to talk..even if it is just for a minute or two.
I really want to make this summer a good one, here's hoping that I'll stay focused on my goals!
Its been a really rough year for me; my first semester was absolutely chaos dealing with another bad roommate and hardly talking to Eric because he was on ship for 3 months. Not only that was going on, but once again (thanks to the lovely education of Norton City Schools!) I was struggling with math and now science. Somehow though, I got through my first semester and came home to a wonderful break with my family, animals and I was lucky enough to see Eric come home. Not only that, I got to fly to Arizona to see him as well which was amazing.
Once I got back to Kent after Arizona, I was once again living alone. Which was great! I was so happy and relieved that my evil roommate moved out and I had my wonderful room to my own again. However even with my roommate gone, I still had other issues to deal with. My RA was never, ever in her room which was so frustrating! Half of my floor (for some odd reason!) was half freshmen, who really didn't seem to ever sleep or care about their grades at all. Why do I say this? These people would blast their music and literally be up all night. The guys next door to me would blast their music so loud that everything in my room would shake. No matter how many times I knocked on their door to try ask them to please turn their music down, they wouldn't answer or talk to me. So basically dorm security and I became best friends this Spring semester, lol.
I also struggled with math and science again which isn't a surprise, but I got through it. I studied my butt off for math, went to tons of tutoring sessions and passed. Now I only have one more math class to take and I'll be done with math forever. I'm pretty sure I did well with my other classes as well, considering they are history and writing :)
But this year taught me a lot about myself and other people. And even though there were nights when I was so upset over school and other personal things, that I would cry myself to sleep and days that would make me so angry that I wanted to hit something, I wouldn't trade it for anything because those experiences made me a much stronger person. I love Kent and even though at the moment I am sick of that place, I will always love Kent. And in a few weeks, I know I'll miss it and want to go back.
I'm so happy to be home though. It was so nice having my dog, Winston just jump up on me last night and stay with me for like 45 minutes. It was awesome having my cat Lily, open my bedroom door and kiss me goodnight. I feel much better too, the pressure of school is off my back till August and it is a wonderful feeling, let me tell you! lol!
I have such high hopes for this summer! Goals and things I want to do, people and places I want to see. Its a lot, but I really want to make the most of it. I don't know if I'll see Eric or not, but if I don't then I'll just keep myself busy with summer plans and wedding planning. In all honesty, I'm just happy we get to talk..even if it is just for a minute or two.
I really want to make this summer a good one, here's hoping that I'll stay focused on my goals!
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