The most emotionally valuable things you own.

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    I went through the schools, at NAS Pensacola, to be a Rescue Swimmer.

    I noticed the lights around the quad, in the main barracks, galley, and school house area, all had little metal F-18’s on top of them.

    A few days before I transferred off base to the next school in my pipeline, I climbed one of the poles and took one.

    It reminds me of the challenges I faced, being young, and to alway keep a bit of “Damn the Man, save the Empire” in my soul.

    I have a bit of sand from Normandy which used to just remind me of the sacrifice that so many have made to fight fascism and aggression. Now it also reminds me to fight that same fascism today.

    A photo of me in the color guard, for a parade in a town I wasn’t from, for people I didn’t really know, in a state I had never been. It was a summer of adventure that took me all the way across the US. It reminds to embrace the unknown, be friendly, and sometimes just letting the flow take you can lead to new, wondrous things you never could have expected

    My wedding ring. It reminds me that despite the heartbreak, despair, and self loathing that came from that relationship, there were two years of delirious happiness. That not all journeys’ ends are happy or avoidable, that we need to bear through them, no matter how much you want to just end everything. You WILL look back and remember the things you got to do because you stayed, and be glad you did. To trust my gut and have the courage to make the choices my heart doesn’t want to make. It is easier to live with your own mistakes than someone else’s.