Between the pressed turkey breast slices and salty stuffing washed down with sparkling grape juice, war tries to be like being home for the holidays, but it falls short. There is little that contends with the blessing of being with friends and family during the Christmas season. Then again, when life gives you lemons, take ‘em. Because, well… free lemons. A friend of mine once told me that the next best thing to being with family for any holiday is being with the family that Uncle Sugar blessed you with. Inevitably, just as you think you can chill out for a moment and enjoy your simulated mashed potatoes and gravy, the enemy gets a vote, and you have to go back to work.
Which is why, in light of crummy living conditions and being away from family, making the best of craptacular situation is uniquely military, which is why this rocks:
To all friends enjoying the holiday season (again) away from loved ones, The Doctrinatrix wishes you the merriest and happiest of holiday seasons as you can get while you’re stuck smelling burning poop.
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