I have not viewed the Photo at Noon blog of Jeffrey for a few days now. I went into the MWR, checked it today, and found a week of photos I had not yet seen. I enjoyed seeing them very much, but it was a strong reminder to me about how much I am missing while I am over here. I want to much to pick him up, give him and big hug, and then wrestle on the living room floor. I am very grateful for the family and friends that have come around us to support our family. Thank you for all that you have done to give us love, service, your open homes and your time.
SFC W. came in our hut one night to talk to us and found me already asleep. He noticed that I did not have a pillow to sleep on and mentioned it to SSG Y. I had been using a rolled up blanket that I found in the room when I arrived as a pillow. It was just fine for me and allowed a good night’s sleep. SSG Y. picked up a pillow for me and gave it along with an extra pillow cover his wife had sent. Tricia sent me a lamp in a package, but the bulb burned out the first hour that I used it. I awoke this morning to find a new light bulb waiting for me on my nightstand, courtesy again of SSG Y. Acts of kindness and service can bring us together in a place like this. Even among the toughest of men charity never faileth.
In the last few weeks I have run into two of my former students from WLC back in Germany. The first was when I made a visit to another base and ran across SGT Harris, a memorable medic who passed through my class nearly two years ago now. He was able to recall certain humorous experiences and it made me glad to know that my time with him was well remembered by him. Just a few days ago we had a large operation in our neighborhood, which brought in many troops from other places. While in the chow hall I ran into SGT Hansel, another memorable student from my NCOA time. SGT Hansel graduated with top honors and took home with him all of the awards that the NCOA offers to students. I had never before nor since seen one student sweep all of the awards. We were able to talk a few times at the gym when we both came to work out.
I gave myself a PT test the other day and I was not satisfied with the results. Nothing is going to change until I change it. I have made a commitment to eat better and get into the gym more often. I am good about going at the end of the evening each day, but I will begin to hit the gym more than once a day now. It feels good after a workout. I have a sense of accomplishment in physical work and testing my body to overcome my mind.