Monster Thoughts

Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? This phrase constantly running throught my mind as I sit, stand, walk, eat, and sleep through the hours waiting for flight times and dates on my journey back to the states after 8+ months of trudging the farmlands of Iraq. This is coming from a guy who has developed an extraordinary amount of patience since being in theater which also begs the question of just how low was it before I came here. Not to mention how the mere notion of a delayed flight makes me want to punch babies (with great patience also comes great rage). Going through my head as well are all the things I want to experience once I make it to my final destination back in good 'ol Chelsea, Alabama. Just hoping I will be able to get to all of them and still feel relaxed enough to have made my vacation worthwhile. I hope to be able to hang out with all those friends that have kept me going through this deployment with their e-mail messages and phone conversations. Know that all those little things help out those soldiers that over here far away from home away from friends and family. Even if you are against the "war" in Iraq (the same as most of military men and women) it is nice to know that people realize its not our individual choice to be over here either. So while I continue to metaphorically bite my nails in anticipation I thank everyone for keeping in touch with me during my time away from our beloved country.