Ten years ago today, I signed my life away on April Fool’s Day under a Full Moon.
The common joke in boot camp was that NAVY stood for Never Again Volunteer Yourself and there were many times I agreed and wondered why I enlisted in the Navy at the not-so sage age of 29. It was for the job. I had been offered a job/training as a Cryptographer and I knew my life would forever be different. I never realized just how…
After a training accident, I spent many many months in the Navy hospital in the “broken” ward recovering, and when it became obvious I would never again be “fit for duty”, I spent more months awaiting my medical discharge. I spent over a year in the hospital and it was pure Hell, especially being away from my daughter and son who did not understand why Mommy could not come see them. I remember my daughter, who was 6 at the time, telling me she was going to run away and come break me out of the hospital.
Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like if I had not enlisted. If I had not been injured…
But then I realize that I would not be married to my husband or have my 2 year old son had those things not happened, and I know that sometimes things really do happen for a reason. I take solace in that.
