I graduated
from a course I was taking with the Army this weekend. The course had been from
the beginning of September till yesterday. February 10th. It was a long and
albeit painful process. The emotional highs and lows, the physical, mental, and
spiritual weariness as we didn’t think we could possibly go on any longer; was
all somehow justified as we stood up, marched forward, and received our goal. A
little piece of paper that said "Congratulations on finishing course
1126." We saluted, and marched back to our place in the formation. As we
watched our course mates go up to the front, we were filled with joy and a
sense of accomplishment at what we had all just done. Months and months of preparation
for this final moment. As the turned, the smiles that lit their faces was
something that couldn’t be caught by a 'Kodak moment.' It was an instant in
time where all the air in the room seemed to be sucked out and replaced with a
suffocating sense of victory. It had been a long race, but we had finished; some
on our knees and panting for air and others with their arms over their heads in
an expression of complete and utter victory. We had finished.
It made me
think. Why do we put ourselves through pain and hardship? Being a 17 year old, 5'4, 110 pound, blonde,
female, I was probably the last person anyone would ever chalk up to be in the military.
Bombarded with constant criticism, challenges, and outright slander, it was
some of the hardest moments in my life. There was multiple times where I
thought of quitting. Just giving up, going home, seeing my family, and sitting
on my couch and watching 'How I met your mother.' It looked like a really good
option on more than one occasion. But, there was always something that kept me
going. Through every push-up, every 13k run, every excruciating moment where I didn’t
know the answer and got punished for it, there was a goal. A foreseeable
future. That piece of paper and the massive smile I would have at the end was
something that I could hold on too.
We all have
something that we believe in. There is no doubt in our minds that it’s true.
The road might be hard and rocky; the sky might look black and foreboding, and
you can see the rain just pouring in the distance, but you have something. We
all have that ‘piece of paper’. The hope to strive for. So get up. Go get it. It’s
useless if we just sit back and say 'Wow. I really wanted that.' It is in the
future and the truth is; we CAN have it. Keep that picture in mind. Through the
foreboding clouds, through the rain; keep going. Make your goal your umbrella
and march on to victory.