I am here. The week is nearly over and I'm absolutely loving the experiences I'm having. Last night was the banquet; wonderful, exciting, stimulating. I love the pomp and circumstance that the Army has to offer. I love the flags, the colorguard, the uniforms and the traditions. As I am typing this I can hear the morning bugles sounding reveille. When I am home, I love to hear the sound of the firing range in my backyard. Some of my neighbors may hate me for this, but I wish it would happen more often than it does.
I have made friends that I don't want to leave, I've had experiences that I don't want to fade in my memory, and more than that, I have seen that my husband has made comrades, fellow brothers in the Lord. Godly men, with a great desire to serve the Lord in our Armed Forces. I have gotten to know some of them and I'm impressed with their heart for ministry, their love of this country, and their desire to serve the Lord in ministering to soldiers and their families.
Graduation is tomorrow, not soon enough for the Ch-BOLC's (Cha-Bolics- just to let you know how they say it here.) but too soon for me. I wish that there was more that I could soak in, more spouse's seminar to be had, more Mountain Top experiences that I could tuck in my heart and remember forever.
I've got pictures to post, and much more to share, but Chapel starts soon and I don't want to miss a single thing.