2 Years, 9 months, and 13 Days

I am getting a divorce. On Monday, June 19th 2017—exactly 2 years, 9 months, and 13 days from today—the Air force and I will be parting ways for good. …sorry for the misleading first line.

My date of separation will mark a decade in the Armed Forces. A lot of people would say, ‘Thats a lot of time and energy to devote to just quit. Why don’t you stay the twenty years and collect the retirement?’ This is a fair argument for most. And in an age of uncertainty, most would find it foolish to leave a job that has given so much to me and my family. However, I am of the mind, “A decade is a long time to have to do all over again. Especially for something that makes me miserable.”

“What will you do when you get out? It’s tough out there!” The consoling cynic will say.

My answer will be, “Anything. Anything else, at all.”

I will do anything that will bring a smile to my face. I will seek things that make me feel like I have a purpose and am making a difference. I will pass out stickers at Walt-Mart, if it will make it possible for me to wake up every morning and just be happy to be alive. All too often we weigh our happiness by the content of our wallet. Well, take it from a guy who pays his bills on time and has always been able to put food on the table; this does NOT guarantee happiness.

I once saw a homeless man in such a good mood that it was almost offensive. I want that! Well, not the homeless part so much, but I want to be so happy that it offends someone who isn’t. I know that leaving the military doesn’t guarantee this but I feel like its the right step in the appropriate direction. So, in exactly 1017 days—hey who is counting–the military and I will be separating; and I am citing irreconcilable differences. I will always love the military and I do not regret my time served, but for me, its time to move on.

“Don’t waste a minute not being happy. If one window closes, run to the next window—or break down a door.”

“We all live with the objective of being happy; our lives are all different and yet the same.”

Pick whatever moving quote you like. From Brooke Shields to Anne Frank, you’ll undoubtedly be able to find your poison. My personal favorite happens to be:

“Do not take life too seriously. You will never get out of it alive.”–Elbert Hubbard

So that is what I intend to do. Life is all too short, to not be happy. We are all unique. We all live different lives. We all have different beliefs. But two truths will always remain the same for all of us:

1) We all want to be happy.

2) None of us make it out of this alive

Do whatever it is in this world that brings you joy, because you won’t get another shot at it. I’m starting now…well in 2 years, 9 months, and 13 days, to be exact.

AUTHORS NOTE: This piece i originally wrote for Hitrecord.org and my Facebook page. Sorry for a republish, but i have been uber busy lately and haven’t had time to write! Ill work on it. 


2 thoughts on “2 Years, 9 months, and 13 Days

    • I am glad that my post struck you in any way, the fact that it was a motivating one is only a major plus! Thank you for your comment and i hope whatever you’re going through turns out for you! Sometimes change is scary but we have to make that leap of faith. Thanks for the support!


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