I served 21 years in June and have been awarded dozens of times. Now... I'm looking down the road that could be my end in service... and... I'm kind of happy. It has been a long hard 20 years and to have the opportunity to start a new life... well... that seems exciting.

It took me 43 years to find out that I enjoy the road of struggle. But why? I don't know.

So "HOW" did I get to this point? The story starts in 2007 with the strong will to serve the country yet at the same time neglecting the family I had. Yes... work seemed so much more important while wife, children, house and home seemed to not matter much (after all... it would always be there). The lessons were learned hard... all the way to losing family, house, home... and even... now... possibly... the job.

Yet... I have no regrets.