Joining the military is a big decision, huge even…it’s also: exciting, scary, brave, honorable, terrifying and a host of other adjectives.
I just passed my MEPS physical yesterday, so things are moving right along. I was 4 lbs over the minimum weight and passed everything with flying colors. I also found out that I might be able to get the MOS that I really want (Intelligence Analyst 35F), but they have to give me a mileage waiver because it’s further then they usually allow for a Reservist. So all’s going well so far.
BUT, I’m riddled with doubts. I see children that are the age my son is going to be when I ship out and it tears at me. It’s hard being faced with the reality of missing months and months of his little life. I got choked up both times I’ve been to MEPS when I saw little ones there to see some relative off to Basic (I didn’t cry, but it touched me).
That’s the hard part for me.