Home

Its funny to say this now, but I love going back home during the holidays and new years. Its weird because as a teen, I never wanted anything more than to get away from their. I couldn't wait to get away from my parents and all of the stupid hurtful memories that I could never let go of on my own. I couldn't wait to leave the pain and the heartache that my high school choices had left me with. I couldn't wait to leave the hole that I thought my home life was. Everytime I would think about going off to the army, I would constantly think about how awesome it was going to be, being away from home and living my own life. Running away and getting away from the hurt I keep in me.

Its funny though because during my time in boot camp and Korea and even just down the road in Kentucky, I'm finding myself longing to come home more and more and more. Everything has changed, or maybe I have. I mean, I used to hate walking into my house and having to deal with my parents and listening to my dad lecture me for hours and hours, and now. I would give everything in the world to be home and listen to him rant and rave for hours LOL.

Never take anything for granted, and always remember that no matter how bad you may think life is, its always worth enjoying, regardless of what you may face.