After spending about two months in injury limbo, I was finally able to start class. Low and behold I was the only female, and the only Air Force person in a sea of Army dudes. I felt like they were the enemy. I felt that they were another obstacle. To be honest, I have lived too much of my life that way. Our first few weeks together consisted of me disagreeing with and insulting them any chance I got. Turns out Army dudes love that shit! Before long we were working together, training together and building friendships. As I look back, I know I could not have made it through school without them. If any of you are reading this, thanks for loving my rough exterior and appreciating my softer side. Our goal was to get everyone through, and we almost succeeded. We lost two along the way, but that's really not bad for a class of 21 at a school with a 70% fail/opt out rate. We even managed to get our Marine through the whole thing!
Graduating EOD school is still one of the best days I can recount in my life. My mom and grandma were there, and I think all the dirty old civilians flirted with them both. I also received honor graduate because of my GPA. That marine was pissed ( I kid ). We were just so damn happy at the time. Getting ready for our next adventures. I miss you guys. It was the best of times.
Never discount the possibility of friendship when you meet someone. Everyone holds kindness and magic within.
Graduating EOD school is still one of the best days I can recount in my life. My mom and grandma were there, and I think all the dirty old civilians flirted with them both. I also received honor graduate because of my GPA. That marine was pissed ( I kid ). We were just so damn happy at the time. Getting ready for our next adventures. I miss you guys. It was the best of times.
Never discount the possibility of friendship when you meet someone. Everyone holds kindness and magic within.