packing up
Today Hubby dug out all of my military gear from the basement and we went through everything so that I could turn in my kit tomorrow. It was more painful than I thought it was going to be. I know I have made the right decision with regard to leaving the military now rather than later, but still I am a little sad that this part of my life is over. I worked very hard to get into the military 4 1/2 years ago and I didn't get to do what I set out to do. I wanted to go on a UN tour, but my knee injury 3 years ago made that impossible. *sigh* Hubby reminded me that I made a difference in the lives of those that I worked with and helped, so I have to remember that and not what I didn't get to do.
On a happier note, the first person that I met at my unit when I joined the military, who became a good friend, is coming to my retirement luncheon tomorrow. (she has gone on to join the Reg Force and was posted away) She is using a day of annual leave so that she could attend. It will be wonderful to see her.
Tomorrow is likely to be a tough day. I hate good byes.
On a happier note, the first person that I met at my unit when I joined the military, who became a good friend, is coming to my retirement luncheon tomorrow. (she has gone on to join the Reg Force and was posted away) She is using a day of annual leave so that she could attend. It will be wonderful to see her.
Tomorrow is likely to be a tough day. I hate good byes.