nostalgic

I am in beautiful SoCal, until Sunday. Its pretty great here---ive been running the last two days, because the scenery is a lot better here than where I run in Decatur. Its also not humid, which is my favorite part of running here. sure the sun is blazing down on me, but running here doesnt suck like in Decatur. Just because i've felt like passing out the last two times ive ran-doesnt mean anything. I also ran farther and up hills here. i think thats had something to do with the feeling like im gonna pass out. and the sun im sure didnt help. There isnt a lot of shade where i ran today... well like one tree's worth. maybe two... I visiting my sister who lives on a military base-and i forget how much i like living on military bases. maybe thats just the nostagic part of me seaping through but its cool. I think its mostly cuz of the helicopters i hear at all hours, it reminds me of scott/m-town and always hearing the planes fly over. How you never actually hear it until you come back to it. Growing up i think i would block out the planes, didnt really 'hear" them. but then when i would come back from college i would notice them more.

I have friends (most of them actually) who are not military brats. maybe only had one or two family members in the military.. most of my family is or was. both grandfathers, dad, brother-in-law and im sure a few uncles/distant cousins....its always been a part of who i was and am today. Talking to people about growing up in the military and talking to them about the military and life as an army brat.... things that seem perfectly normal to me. i forget is not normal to most of my friends. I dont know if theres a point to this, i guess i just wanted to say that Im glad i grew up with this life and wouldnt change it... Im proud to be a military brat. :)