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My sister left for the Air Force Academy today. By this time tomorrow, she will officially be a member of the United States military.
Sarah isn't very much younger than me--only a year and a half--and I really stopped thinking of her as younger about the time she started high school. For one thing, she got both her drivers' license and her first kiss before I did. Still, it's sort of humbling to think that, from now on, my little sister will be doing something more important than anything I am doing. By the end of the year, she'll have gone through boot camp and a year of military school and will be older than me experience-wise no matter how many months younger she is.
I'm going to miss her so much; I don't get to see her again until Christmas, and even though that would have been the case anyway (since I'll be in Ireland all fall), the distance between Colorado and Ireland seems much greater than the distance between Ireland and Maryland or Virginia. It's sort of scary to think that in a few years (four years of college plus flight school) Sarah could be one of those pilots in the Middle East or elsewhere, protecting people against the real life equivalents of Death Eaters.
Warning to all my significantly-more-liberal Democrat friends: I shall now take all derogatory comments about the military personally. No, even more personally than before.
Sarah isn't very much younger than me--only a year and a half--and I really stopped thinking of her as younger about the time she started high school. For one thing, she got both her drivers' license and her first kiss before I did. Still, it's sort of humbling to think that, from now on, my little sister will be doing something more important than anything I am doing. By the end of the year, she'll have gone through boot camp and a year of military school and will be older than me experience-wise no matter how many months younger she is.
I'm going to miss her so much; I don't get to see her again until Christmas, and even though that would have been the case anyway (since I'll be in Ireland all fall), the distance between Colorado and Ireland seems much greater than the distance between Ireland and Maryland or Virginia. It's sort of scary to think that in a few years (four years of college plus flight school) Sarah could be one of those pilots in the Middle East or elsewhere, protecting people against the real life equivalents of Death Eaters.
Warning to all my significantly-more-liberal Democrat friends: I shall now take all derogatory comments about the military personally. No, even more personally than before.