I was too young and so different. I will never forget those times.
I walked alone throughout the experience and there are moments that will never escape my mind.
Some of it was so dark yet so vivid. It’s a bit hard to explain.
What remained through it all was on display on my chest: my name.
I remember approaching Ft. Benning on a bus while it was pitch black.
There was nothing and so much going through my head then bam, no time to react.
Those times we hit the ground running, I can appreciate now.
I didn’t have to drive myself crazy and over think everything; why, when and how.
I will never forget the planes; looking down at such a quiet place…
Then remembering where I was going; I couldn’t help the smile on my face.
Texas sticks out. It was another quiet and dark night alone.
I was in the middle of nowhere: no laptops or phones.
I wrote so many stories and poems in my head that it’s a shame that’s where they stayed.
My mind: so dark, angry, hopeful and naïve, what a beautiful place.
I was 19-years-old, flying, running and walking around the world. It amazes me to this day.
A hopeful romantic at heart. I believe that’s what kept me from going insane.
I remember the dreams of finding my other half.
There was so much disappointment, but now I have the last laugh.
I will never forget the first day in the Middle East and not knowing what to expect.
It almost didn’t feel real. These are choices that I will never regret.
I made mistakes. I learned and I made a lot of good friends.
They will always remain with me even if I never see them again.
I can’t forget where I come from, even if I don’t recognize it anymore.
I’ll remember good times as well as bad, love as well as war.
I remember the obstacles, the desert and the woods.
It all made me a better man…I finally understood.
Life is about respect and honor. I never disgraced myself; to myself I can’t lie.
No matter how much time passes, I will never forget those times.