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Last monthly drill...

Believe it or not I am at my monthly drill for the National Guard. This is the last monthly drill that I will be involved in before I head to Phase III of OCS. We are here updating administrative information, so I have access to the internet. I am kind of worried about how things are going back at home. My wife is helping her family with a family reunion back in Lexington, and I am not sure how much work is going to fall on her shoulders. There are a lot of things that need to be done, and I wish I was there with her now to help out. This is one of the drawbacks to my reentry into military life. Before, when I was young and single, I hadn't a care in the world as to where I went, or how long I went. I do enjoy military training, however, I am always wondering what my family is doing. This year when I go to Phase III training, I will be feeling a lot better than last year. Last year my wife was 7 months pregnant, and I was terrified that she was going to go into labor before I had a chance to get back home.

This year, I can actually concentrate on the task at hand. At the end of this training I will be eligible to receive a commission as a Second Lieutenant. I have so many things that I need to do before the morning. I got to drill late, so I didn't have time to set up my display materials before we started doing admin stuff. Once we leave here it will be lights out because we have a PT test tomorrow. I guess I will have to stay up late and work by flashlight to get my stuff squared away. I am already tired, and 4:00 a.m. is going to come early. But, it is all worth it, for me, and my family. It is so easy to do the difficult things when the end benefits more than yourself. Oh well, more to follow later on.......

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