So at the moment I am chilling at the San Diego International Airport awaiting my flight to my MOS school. Finally I am about to begin what I hope to be the “fun” bit of my training, where I actually learn what I signed up to do. I am very, very excited about what is ahead.
The past few weeks, a bit over a month, have been an awsome learning experience and time of growth for me. It was VERY hard at times, both physically and emotionally. Although I never doubted that I would get through training there were times when I struggled with an intense lack of motivation. I fought through severe homesickness. Nevertheless, despite all of these trials and some more that came along the way, the past few weeks have no doubt been fun. I admit, though, that I can’t wait to get out of California.
As I sit here I look out the airport window and smile. Across the tarmac lies MCRD, the place where, mere months ago, I found myself suffering and wondering if I was even going to survive there. It seems almost like a lifetime ago, when a different Sean Robert Bray dwelt within my body. So much has changed but yet so much has remained the same.
The next few months will be the time when I am formed into the specific type of Marine that the Marine Corps needs me to be. I won’t be able to talk about it at all but suffice to say that it is very cool and I am pretty sure that I will enjoy the heck outa it.
As always, Semper Fidelis and Oo-Rah!
