The Event That Made Me Who I Am
The Event That Made Me Who I Am
As I grew up my father was gone about six months out of the year, serving as a sailor in the United States Navy. Growing up all I wanted was to be more and more like my father. He would to tell me stories about some of the training missions that he went on, about how he and his unit would play war games with the Navy seals. He would tell me stories about some of the actual missions he was on, some of the places he had been, and some of the things that he had seen. The one thing that he never told me was how the military changed his life. Little did I know that beginning on September 16, 2002 my life would begin to change forever.
Paris Island South Carolina is where my journey and new perspective on life began. Before enlisting into the military I was fairly immature. My priorities consisted of drinking, partying, and girls. Boot camp began to change the way I thought about life. It not only trained me physically, but if helped me grow mentally as a man. Through intense physical training, what seamed to be metal abuse and emotional breakdowns, I started to see what was truly important in life. Long lonely nights made me start to think about how important family was. How strong family bonds could get you through anything no matter how large or small. I also began to think about brotherhood, what is means to give your life for another with out thought. Before I knew it I was maturing into a man.
As I began to progress through my carrier as a United Sates Marine, I started to see how important physical conditioning could be. Prior to joining the military I was somewhat lazy. I did not like to get out of the house and do any strenuous activity. I hated to run and I had no desire to lift weights. Of course it was a little bit of a shock when my squad leaders and platoon sergeants wanted us to run three plus miles every day. I did not see why until we began our work up to deploy to Afghanistan. As we trained
As I grew up my father was gone about six months out of the year, serving as a sailor in the United States Navy. Growing up all I wanted was to be more and more like my father. He would to tell me stories about some of the training missions that he went on, about how he and his unit would play war games with the Navy seals. He would tell me stories about some of the actual missions he was on, some of the places he had been, and some of the things that he had seen. The one thing that he never told me was how the military changed his life. Little did I know that beginning on September 16, 2002 my life would begin to change forever.
Paris Island South Carolina is where my journey and new perspective on life began. Before enlisting into the military I was fairly immature. My priorities consisted of drinking, partying, and girls. Boot camp began to change the way I thought about life. It not only trained me physically, but if helped me grow mentally as a man. Through intense physical training, what seamed to be metal abuse and emotional breakdowns, I started to see what was truly important in life. Long lonely nights made me start to think about how important family was. How strong family bonds could get you through anything no matter how large or small. I also began to think about brotherhood, what is means to give your life for another with out thought. Before I knew it I was maturing into a man.
As I began to progress through my carrier as a United Sates Marine, I started to see how important physical conditioning could be. Prior to joining the military I was somewhat lazy. I did not like to get out of the house and do any strenuous activity. I hated to run and I had no desire to lift weights. Of course it was a little bit of a shock when my squad leaders and platoon sergeants wanted us to run three plus miles every day. I did not see why until we began our work up to deploy to Afghanistan. As we trained