Week 24: we made it

 Not in the finality sense of it all but we survived two weeks while the wife was being in the army. Low key? I really needed that week off: i had been piling up the need-to-do list for a real long time and I was finally able to knock all of that shit out. Lawn? Done. House? Cleaned. Oil? Changed. New uniform? Purchased (begrudgingly). Everything finally felt like i hit the reset button which was a perfect place to be when Liz got home. Working weekends are fine and all but being able to kick my feet up on a Sunday with no concerns or duties still left to do is the necessary relaxation one needs to kick off a week. We are in a good mental place.

Good physical place too. This program is chock full of 60+ minute workouts so it’s a grind and a half…plus getting my ass kicked by 13 year olds on the mat is an exercise in patience as much as it is in skill but ultimately we are moving and grooving in the right direction. Oh, and a huge shout out to you folks who take the time out of your day to gas me up and offer some words of encouragement. If anyone can learn anything from this blogging journey it’s this: GAS UP YO MOTHER FUCKIN FRIENDS. It’s almost indescribable the impact it has on drive and focus.

I’ve been sitting on something since last Sunday because i wasn’t entirely sure how to approach it but for a good man and great friend it’s important to not just block out forever. We lost a good one last week, Chris was the type of family man and friend everyone should strive to be. Ever present for subordinates, peers, family and friends and you are incredibly loved and missed big dog. My heart goes out to your family and please know you are carried forward by everyone you met and left an impact on. I just wish I’d made it a point to introduce you to who I am now. I love you man.

I think that’s the tough spot of this undertaking, reconciling with who I’ve been and showing back up to everyone important to me. The army rips you away from developmental and support structures constantly and I’ve been so wrapped up in me this year I’ve lost sight of those important groups of folks. In short, i need to hop some planes and make some reconnections…I’m excited to bring who I’ve become to some very special people.

Hug your friends when you see em.

NFCWFH / IGY6 / 988 / SCW / 144

https://www.porterloring.com/obituaries/Christopher-Hiebel?obId=31835063

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