Getting stationed in Colorado Springs. I never thought life would turn out this way, but I can say there's good and bad sides to everything. I'm sad to leave my amazing friend behind but I'm excited to go to such a beautiful place and go into such an amazing school system. I'll be leaving on the 11th.
If hurricane Michael hadn't destroyed the base, I would likely have graduated and gone to college here. Panama city is no longer a place I'm happy to live in anymore, however. Its a post-apocalyptic looking mess and no matter what they tell you about recovery, this place isn't going to be semi-normal for years.
They fill the news with amazing tales of neighbors helping neighbors and anonymous people donating so much, but hearing some of the horror stories from my classmates. Walking around my neighborhood after the storm with my dog and having to lift her over the debris and fallen power line. Watching trees snap like toothpicks and collapsing onto houses. Hearing the roar of the wind outside and just praying my family doesn't fall victim to it. Watching my neighbors canoe down the road to see the full extent of the damage after the storm. I went to sleep expecting a category 3 hurricane, and woke up getting told we were gonna get hit with a category 4 or 5, and there was no way to leave anymore. The roads were blocked with trees. I'm happy to leave my bad memories behind me and go to a whole new place to make new ones.