I’ve been thinking about my attachment to the military.
My dad served in the Air Force during Vietnam. Although he’s never talked about the places he has seen or been to, I’ve always wanted to join the military.
As I got older, I thought about becoming a Marine. There was just something about the Marine Corps that called to me, not sure why though. But when I turned sixteen and had to have a physical done for volleyball try outs, I was diagnosed with diabetes type II. And that ended my future as a Marine.
So lately I’ve been trying to think of why I felt such a pull towards the military. It isn’t because I have a deep family history of family members that have served.
I think the pull has to do with protecting and defending others and not just family or friends, but for everyone’s family and friends.
Some of you reading might wonder why I don’t go into law enforcement. To tell the truth, that holds no interests for me what-so-ever. Perhaps it is because I’ve met too many police officers that think they “are” the law rather than an individual that is supposed to protect, serve and uphold the law. But again….that is just a thought.
Consider it strange or weird but I may never be a member of the military on paper, but in spirit I am with the brave men and women that serve this country every day.
To those that have lost their lives, my spirit thanks you for defending my freedom and safety.
