Flying Home

-----For privacy purposes my and my family names have been changed but this is a true story-----
I met the love of my life when I was only 14 years old. We lived in one of those hopeless small towns. The kind where you either end up a teacher or sales associate at Walmart. I'm not saying either of these are bad but its not what I wanted. I wanted to be a performer, live my life on Broadway. Of course this was an unachievable dream not because I'm not talented but because when I turned 18 I found myself working as a CNA in a nursing home. The pull to care for others pushed down and drowned the side of me that wanted to be a star. My drive for the spotlight became a hunger to live for those I cared for. My high school sweetheart turned fiancée also had a drive to serve others. He spent 6 years as a vet tech and on October 9th, 2019 he shipped off to bootcamp. I found myself in new roles. In a matter of months I had become a wife, I had a new job, and both my brothers (whom recently shipped to bootcamp) had graduations coming up. Just when the dust was settling my new husband called me. He had gotten orders. My whole life crumbled around me and I couldn't get enough air into my lungs.
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