Here we go again

The long anticipated time has once again quickly arrived. I cannot believe it has been over eight weeks since I re-deployed from Iraq. Each day I knew that my time to go to Korea would eventually come. Three trips, hours of endless television and a whole lot of delayed anxiety later, I am now on the cusp of leaving for Korea. In two short weeks, I will once again be in uniform, and be uttering WTF as I am thrown back into the fire. Butterflies have once again found their way into my stomach. Questions of the unknown attempt to dominate my thoughts. Clothes and other items have piled up in my condo as I attempt to figure out what I need for the next year. I am very happy that I will see my family for Thanksgiving. Thoughts of meloncholy fill my head as I begin to think about Christmas and my inability to participate this year. I will long for ski slopes of Utah, taking my parents' and friends' money in a friendly game of poker and other made up whacky card games. On the other hand, I am likely to experience a whole other aspect of Christmas. I can only think of A Christmas Story and the Peking Duck and Fa ra ra ra scene when I think of Christmas in Korea. That should be fun as well.

Here we go again....