Although, we endure so much iniquity in our lifetime on and off the battleship,
Do not regret your decision of signing that agreement between you and the United States of America.
We survive boot-camp, with other prospective fleet-ready fresh faces, that says they are seeking better for their life!
Holding hands out of fear of needles sticking us,
Willing to be excessively beat for one another’s mistakes,
Accepting each others flaws and natural state of appearances,
Making each other stronger by fighting through our vulnerabilities.
We did it, we passed the first stage!!!
And, once, we are marching in front of a crowd filled with our loved ones,
With tear stained faces, and heavy but relieved hearts,
We have come to peace with ourselves accepting our fate of the unexpected.
“UNDERWAY, SHIFT COLORS!” is a phrase we become well acquainted with as a seasoned Sailor.
Waking up to “Reveille! Reveille! Reveille! All hands heave out and trice up. Reveille!” by sunrise,
We jump up and ready ourselves for the days events.
Some days we find ourselves in a whirlwind of emotions.
Through arduous deployments and tortuous sea trials.
We have good days, bad days, and extremely long days,
And just when we think matters have gotten worst,
Surrounded by a sea of blue,
Overwhelmed with hopelessness of ever returning home,
We look out onto a beautiful sunset,
And are suddenly filled with a sense of pride, motivation, determination, and commitment to the Mission.
When we finally hear the voice from the 1MC say “Taps, taps, lights out! All hands turn into your bunks! Maintain silence about the decks!”
We find ourselves relieved that one day is over, Hoping that the next day is better than the last, and glad it will be one more day closer to home….
(Photo credit: Ana Ingram)