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Greetings all.
I have posted my personal story about getting sworn in a year ago and after re-reading it, I would like to update and share some more (that sounds cheesy).
I've been in the reserves for a year now and although there are challenges and ups and downs, I love it. I knew I would not regret the decision to join although early on I had doubts. But these were the kind of doubts you get after making a life-altering move -- ones based on fear of the unknown. I'm over them now and have moved on.
As time goes on, however, my priorities changed. When I joined I did not know what I wanted. I knew I wanted to be in the forces, that something inside me compelled me to be in the forces, and that it felt right. It still feels right, only now it feels right on a different level: I'd like to do more. Instead of sitting on my behind at home after a class A day, I'd like to train up to standards and deploy. Big move, usual challenges, right?
Wrong. I am Russian by birth and my uncle was killed in Afghanistan the same year I was born. I put my family first and respect my parents. Lately, however, keeping their priorities and mine in mind to an equal degree is a challenge. My family hates the military -- my mother because of my uncle and my father, an ex-Sergeant in the Russian army, for his own reasons. They love and support the troops to the fullest but see no hope for the Afghanistan mission and no reason for Canadian blood to be shed in any country except Canada. Should I sign up for deployment (it would be 2009, if still possible, due to my training) I will be hurting my parents, giving them undue stress (my father has a heart condition, which could be made worse), and, should my stay overseas be extended forever, deprive them of the only family member they have who will look after them in old age. My husband, as well, is against any idea of deployment, mainly due to the length of time I'd be away. I'm torn. I realized I don't have to decide on anything immediately, but I will have to decide soon (a year slips by as if a day when you look back).
Wow, this has been quite the rant. I am wondering if anyone else here has been in a similar situation.
I have posted my personal story about getting sworn in a year ago and after re-reading it, I would like to update and share some more (that sounds cheesy).
I've been in the reserves for a year now and although there are challenges and ups and downs, I love it. I knew I would not regret the decision to join although early on I had doubts. But these were the kind of doubts you get after making a life-altering move -- ones based on fear of the unknown. I'm over them now and have moved on.
As time goes on, however, my priorities changed. When I joined I did not know what I wanted. I knew I wanted to be in the forces, that something inside me compelled me to be in the forces, and that it felt right. It still feels right, only now it feels right on a different level: I'd like to do more. Instead of sitting on my behind at home after a class A day, I'd like to train up to standards and deploy. Big move, usual challenges, right?
Wrong. I am Russian by birth and my uncle was killed in Afghanistan the same year I was born. I put my family first and respect my parents. Lately, however, keeping their priorities and mine in mind to an equal degree is a challenge. My family hates the military -- my mother because of my uncle and my father, an ex-Sergeant in the Russian army, for his own reasons. They love and support the troops to the fullest but see no hope for the Afghanistan mission and no reason for Canadian blood to be shed in any country except Canada. Should I sign up for deployment (it would be 2009, if still possible, due to my training) I will be hurting my parents, giving them undue stress (my father has a heart condition, which could be made worse), and, should my stay overseas be extended forever, deprive them of the only family member they have who will look after them in old age. My husband, as well, is against any idea of deployment, mainly due to the length of time I'd be away. I'm torn. I realized I don't have to decide on anything immediately, but I will have to decide soon (a year slips by as if a day when you look back).
Wow, this has been quite the rant. I am wondering if anyone else here has been in a similar situation.