The event that comes to mind regarding this weeks reflection was when I graduated high school.
I was raised by a single mother who always worked to support my brother and I. We both knew their wasn't anyway she could afford to pay for college, so we both enlisted in the Navy. My brother and I both went to bootcamp together, but when it came to our specific job we parted ways. I went on to become a Hospital Corpsman and he decided on the Machinist Mate rating, because he wanted to travel the world. Once I reported to my duty station, I tried to register for classes, but I was unable for a year due to my military duties. Eventually I started taking classes, but not as much as I wanted. Over the next four years I attended