Friday, February 17, 2012
Special guest post by Lawman
In late September 2011, I was told I would be deploying to Afghanistan. An all expenses paid, 1 year trip. I love my country and would do anything for it.
I have always thought about a tattoo but never really knew what I would get if I were to get one. In October I came home from drill weekend with the National Guard and had it all figured out. There are three things that I feel very strongly about - - my God, my Country, and my Girls. I had made up my mind, I was going to get a tattoo.
Last Friday I spent 4 hours at the tattoo parlor. Nancy and one of the girls came down to check on me while I was in the chair. It was uncomfortable. Ok, it hurt. I hate to admit that being the alpha male that I am but that's the truth of the matter.
The cross represents my God and the sacrifice He made for me. The flag, my country and the freedoms I have. The names of my girls are a reminder of my family. It's located near my heart as a reminder of the love we share.
I'm just over 90 days out from the date I report for duty. Once you receive word you'll soon be deploying, you begin to see the daily things with a different perspective. Every minute counts. Every thing matters.
I ask that you remember those that serve this great country. They are every day people - - just like you. Just like me.
I got my tat. My one. My only.