My first breath of air in this world was on July of 1983. I was my mom’s second son but my papa’s first baby boy. For the next 2 years, my parents had me on a pedestal and I was very much loved and adored, and all my relatives were happy. As years went by, my mom gave birth 4 more times- all sisters.
Born and raised in Kodiak, Alaska had its perks and lessons. We all had to make due for what the Island had to offer. We all just fished, hunted, camped, played sports and hiked. Things that the lower 48’s would consider as leisure was just plain ole everyday life! All that fun growing up did have its hardships though. I can say it was 80% of my trouble making ways. I do not blame or regret my parents for beating me because it has molded me in ways of being disciplined and I thank my parents for raising me that way.
After graduating from high school, I opted for not attending college. Like many my age, I just didn't like the fact of being in debt while in college and still when I was already out. But I did move off the island and got a job with Alaska Airlines. After living with relatives for awhile, I decided to live on my own and deal with whatever hardships it could bring.
After working my ass off for 1 year and 3 months, the company decided to let me go because they were downsizing. I thought I had hit the ultimate low. My heart was pumping and mind was racing, i needed to find another job. I had bills to pay and needed to keep a roof over my head. Luckily Walmart contacted me after 2 days and hired me on the spot. Although my nerves slowed down and I was in a routine again, my nights were often occupied with thoughts of uneasiness. Where were my classmates now, what have they become, where am I going with my life? I had to take a good look at myself and make some changes. So I decided to join the U.S. Marines in 2004.
Now I am on my 8th year in the Marine Corps and the 4th year into my marriage. Life and my marriage has been rough. My wrong doings and stupidity has made this relationship harder than it should have been but I am happy to say it is a slow recovery but it’s better then nothing. I learned that in order for me to become a better Marine and live a better life, my wife needs to be happy as well too. You know, “A happy wife makes for a happy life." My wife has put up with a lot of bullshit from me and my work but in the end she always finds a way to teach me what really matters in life. Even after our darkest hours, she helps me see past my stubbornness and I love her for that.
Many might think that being stationed in Okinawa, Japan for a second time is a curse but this time around is different. I get to share this tour with someone I love- my wife. I have the opportunity to show her some places I have been to and at the same time, she goes out to explore and gets to show me places she has found. Living the island life ain't too shabby if you ask me. I could get used to this!
I hope this is not to much about myself… Enjoy my blog.
