The other day, as we were meeting with Chief in the echo chamber, he told us a story. It made me tear up a bit...here it is. Our Chief's dad was a drill Sergeant in the Marine Corps. Chief says that he was born marching (and wearing shirt stays). I guess that is what it is like to grow up with a Marine for a father. Anyway, his Dad served in Vietnam and has had several near death experiences and lost many of his friends while fighting for freedom...while fighting to defend the rights that many Americans take for granted every day of their lives. I know I've taken those rights for granted in the past...and being here and under my Chief's instruction has helped to change the way I think and the way I see things. Back to the story...his father retired from the Marines and now every day (morning and evening) plays the bugle for colors...in honor of the flag and what it represents. It is something that despite what he has been through, he still believes in...and I think that is truly honorable...and really awesome. This Marine's neighbor was talking with my Chief (not knowing that my Chief is the son). He told Chief that that old man is "crazy" and kind of "pathetic." Chief told him that "I think he served in Vietnam." The neighbor replied that it was a long time ago. Chief then told him that the Marine was his father...and that was the end of that conversation. All that to say, I am thankful for our freedoms, but I also believe that those who have bought that with their service and with their blood deserve respect. I am thankful that America has people like my Chief and his father...those who still believe in things like honor, courage, and commitment. They are not just words. I feel honored to serve with people like this.
That I grow in my role as a nurse and always do my best.
That I would follow the Lord wholeheartedly.
I'm Carolyn...am so excited to be starting my nursing career in the Navy. Who knows where this all will take me?!