gabriel_rain

I still look fat in the picture but the flak jacket is too big for me. I'll soon try to put up a "normal" picture of me. I am leaving for Anchorage soon. I'll be gone for a month doing High-Speed training. Strengthening my soldier skills and growing that much older.
With me I blend a lot of my life and tie things together. I call wherever I lay my head or where my friends live home. I have a family but concider most of my friends family too, and would gladly kill or die for them. Throughout my life I've made a large family of friends and called many places home, yet despite the roots I do have, I'd like a main place for me. A house to call my own, so that I'm not spread out and can take care of friends if they need it.
Here's a story, abit about me. One reason I joined they army was the inspiration of my friend Mitch who told me many stories about it and being Airborne. My step mother, who I don't get along with, one day yelled that Mitch was not going to pave my way in the army and that I would actually have to work and claimed that since I was "scared" of hieghts I'd never pass Airborne. She knows nothing of the pain and Torment of seeing my adoptive mother slowly die of cancer, the failure and misery of not finding my biological mother in Colombia, the horrible years of tryingto find out who I am, and trying not to suffocate in desolate saddness. So all through Basic, Infantry School, and Airborne School, I collected a pebble each day all the way to graduation. After nearing Five months in the Georgia heat and becoming a soldier I came home and came up to Mitch and told him what My step mother said. I then handed him a bag of pebbles. He inspired me and I paved my way. So thank those that inspire you, pay no attention to those that try to degrade you, and pave your own way.
I believe in peace and wish my job didn't have to exist. People shouldn't fight over religion, property, money, or race, but we do. In Blood Meridian By Cormac Mccarthy, he says that war was here long before man, the perfect trade awaiting the perfect prctitioner. I believe that the ability to create war is in everyone and is etched in us, but some way more than others. For me, it had to be drawn out learning of the injustices that the strong have over the weak. I was tired of being weak and powerless to help my friends, my people in Colombia, and my family. That is why I took up the sword and have been training myself since I was young. My friend Mitch said that I am someone who has been through a lot of battles and can appriciate peace. I do. But as long as others use the destructive properties of war, I believe someone has to be there to stand up against it. Anyone who rapes, murders, or massacures innocents or innocence should be stopped. "The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing." - Edmund Burke
Seeing the poverty and pain of my people in Colombia hurt by the guerilla, i don't want them to contaminate this soil too. I will not have my children beg for pocket change in the street. This is one reason I fight.
I chose this path knowing that I would be going to Iraq or another war, especially since I'm infantry. i also chose knowing that many do not support the military and that the soldier life is hard. There are those that always hate us. There are those that support us in the beginning then turn. There are those that usually are a military family or know some one in it that always support us. I have always disliked politics and thier telling half the truth, but have supported those who choose and honorable yet hard job that i wish didn't exist. So I joined to support them. This is another reason I fight.
So I continue on this path that I have made, trying to catch something in this ever changing wind, searching for a time of peace and time to start a family of my own. To find a New Home.
I'll write again after I'm back from Anchorage.
Take Care and Take Care of your Families.