I'm at that stage where it's probably too early to pack, but it's not too early to plan to pack. I'm almost packed, in otherwords. I head for Hiroshima on Wednesday morning, then on to Tokyo. Then Atlanta, and finally Charleston. I'm realizing that the christmas vacation will be too short. I don't want to hit the ground running, but judging from all the events and wickets I have to hit, nothing short of a sprint will get everything done.
Last night was Mess Night for the squadron. We ate dinner together, and made fun of eachother, etc. The Guest of Honor spoke about our return home, and how the Marine Corps is not the priority when we get back. How we need to decompress. How things are different state-side. That's true. I need to give my full attention to my marriage. However, I am coming home with a Marine Corps mission to accomplish, and I think that's why I feel the time-crunch.
Thanks in advance for the family and friends that will be fine with seeing me only for a short time. Thanks, Alison, for being with me always. I'll see you soon.
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