The Hardest Part

And the hardest part was letting go not taking part. Its the hardest part, the strangest thing is waiting for that bell to ring... And the hardest part was letting go not taking part, it nearly broke my heart... I wonder what's it's all about?

The above words are from Cold Play's The Hardest Part. This is a very special song to me because a very good friend (Thanks Magglio) said that she linked it to me when I deployed to Iraq. The more I listen to it, the more meaning it has for me. It accurately sums up my feelings about leaving and being gone again. There are many things that I will not be taking part in once I leave. I will be spending my first Christmas ever away from my family, a Seattle summer and other opportunities. Fortunately my desire to serve and experience something new, offsets my uneasiness about not taking part here in the United States. I wonder what's it's all about?

On the Road Again

Greetings,

I have traded the lovely waterless beach of Iraq for the comforts of Korea. At least I am keeping my adventures confined to Asia. In just over five weeks I embark on yet another Army adventure. Instead of dealing with Naughty Haji, I will be hanging out near the DMZ (De-Militarized Zone, yes military speak school is back in session sucka) watching the lovely leader from the North proclaim he is god, can shoot a score of 14 in golf (on 18 holes) and direct Oscar worthy films all while declaring death to the U.S. WTF!? I will be gone for a year this time but will also have "great opportunities for travel" as my recruiter and assignment officer said. I will also have weekends and holidays off. Anyone wanting to take Seoul by storm, so to speak is more than welcome to visit. Once again, I was deeply touched and humbled by the support and prayers you gave to me in Iraq. I also appreciate any and all future support and prayers myself and my fellow soldiers as well. Enjoy the blogs and let the games begin.