[cs_content][cs_section parallax=”false” style=”margin: 0px;padding: 45px 0px 0px;”][cs_row inner_container=”true” marginless_columns=”false” style=”margin: 0px auto;padding: 0px;”][cs_column fade=”false” fade_animation=”in” fade_animation_offset=”45px” fade_duration=”750″ type=”1/1″ style=”padding: 0px;”][cs_text]May 31, 2016

So Memorial Day just passed… It’s part of the reason I haven’t really written anything on this blog or been active with the community over the weekend. I am a Veteran. What that means is this: When you see those signs and memes that remind you to think of the fallen men and women that died for your freedom? They aren’t nameless images of soldiers for me. I have a list of names. A list of guys that I trained with, lived with, sweat and bled with. Each name on that list is of someone that I can never call on the phone again. Never message on Facebook or Twitter. I have a face in my mind for each one, a bugle playing in the back of my mind behind each face. They were my friends. They still are. So, it makes me a bit melancholy during this particular holiday.[/cs_text][/cs_column][/cs_row][/cs_section][cs_section parallax=”false” style=”margin: 0px;padding: 0px;”][cs_row inner_container=”true” marginless_columns=”false” style=”margin: 0px auto;padding: 0px;”][cs_column fade=”false” fade_animation=”in” fade_animation_offset=”45px” fade_duration=”750″ type=”1/1″ style=”padding: 0px;”][x_image type=”none” src=”https://dadsofdestiny.net/wp-content/uploads/2016/06/playingTaps.jpg” alt=”” link=”false” href=”#” title=”” target=”” info=”none” info_place=”top” info_trigger=”hover” info_content=””][/cs_column][/cs_row][/cs_section][cs_section parallax=”false” style=”margin: 0px;padding: 0px;”][cs_row inner_container=”true” marginless_columns=”false” style=”margin: 0px auto;padding: 0px;”][cs_column fade=”false” fade_animation=”in” fade_animation_offset=”45px” fade_duration=”750″ type=”1/1″ style=”padding: 0px;”][cs_text]I hope that you all had a good time during the weekend. Sure, remembering those that fell should be the main reason for the holiday, but don’t let that drag down your good times. There’s always that one guy in a group that makes it sound like a bad thing for cracking a beer and enjoying a grilled steak over Memorial Day. Me? I crack two beers. I drink one, and when I’m done with it, I pour the other on the ground. Part of honoring the folks that gave up their lives for our freedom is actually using that freedom. Enjoy the fact that you live in a free country. Drink one for them, sing a little louder, dance a little harder, laugh a little more, and enjoy the fact that you are allowed to do it freely. For them. Drink in the good things that life has to offer, that they sacrificed everything for. You enjoying and partaking in your freedom is honoring their memory.

One of my wife’s greatest fears is that one or both of my boys will someday enlist. I usually just shake my head. I served, my father did, and his father before that. Most of my relatives have served at one time or another. I think the likelihood of my boys wanting to enlist is pretty high. Does it scare me? Hell yes. I do NOT want to add my sons to that list of mine. Will I discourage them though. No. As much as it scares me, I would be proud. I don’t honestly know if I could urge them to do it, but I sure as hell wouldn’t stand in their way. It’s a topic of some delicacy in my household. The odds are in favor of them signing up, and for my part I am willing to accept that and all the risks that come with it.[/cs_text][/cs_column][/cs_row][/cs_section][cs_section parallax=”false” style=”margin: 0px;padding: 0px;”][cs_row inner_container=”false” marginless_columns=”false” style=”margin: 0px auto;padding: 0px;”][cs_column fade=”false” fade_animation=”in” fade_animation_offset=”45px” fade_duration=”750″ type=”1/1″ style=”padding: 0px;”][x_blockquote cite=”Excerpt from the Oath of Enlistment” type=”left”]”I, _____, do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic …. according to regulations and the Uniform Code of Military Justice. So help me God.”[/x_blockquote][/cs_column][/cs_row][/cs_section][cs_section parallax=”false” style=”margin: 0px;padding: 0px 0px 45px;”][cs_row inner_container=”true” marginless_columns=”false” style=”margin: 0px auto;padding: 0px;”][cs_column fade=”false” fade_animation=”in” fade_animation_offset=”45px” fade_duration=”750″ type=”1/1″ style=”padding: 0px;”][cs_text]So, that means that their training for that life starts now, right? I don’t mean scrubbing the bathroom floor with a toothbrush or being jerked awake by the sound of banging metal trash cans at 0430 to do push ups in the dark. They’re 2 and 4. lol. It means getting them ready morally and ethically. Teaching them the value of hard work, the pride that comes from success after failure, the feeling of over coming a difficulty. (Even if that difficulty is just trying to get a shirt over your head without strangling yourself.) So keep that in mind when you look at your little ones. Some day they will be grown ups. The kind of grown ups they become and what those grown ups will consider valuable depends largely on what you yourself place value on. No pressure.[/cs_text][/cs_column][/cs_row][/cs_section][/cs_content]

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KaiCiunus

Former Dadmin at Dads of Destiny
My name is Chris. I am a 28 year old father of two, with a beautiful wife and almost no clue what I want to be when I grow up. I am a an unarmed security guard for various construction sites, involved in marketing and outside sales for a consulting company, and a logistics specialist for a production audio company. And those are just the jobs I have outside of my home life.
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