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The rantings, philosophies, and memories of a retired military, ex-diplomat, tattooed biker chick, quilting o'lady, pagan college student step-mom.
No guilt trip here - I refuse to to cave into that trap - about anything. Everything happens for a reason (Karma? Fate? Destiny? Dumb Luck? or Free Will...) and it is what it is. I've come to a point in my life where I can accept that.
Eveyone always told me to write a book, because I have so many funny stories, life experiences, unique view points...but, a book? What a pain in the ass. Blogging seemed like the next best thing, so, if you're ready (and there's room enough for everyone!) fire up the bikes and lets ride....
No guilt trip here - I refuse to to cave into that trap - about anything. Everything happens for a reason (Karma? Fate? Destiny? Dumb Luck? or Free Will...) and it is what it is. I've come to a point in my life where I can accept that.
Eveyone always told me to write a book, because I have so many funny stories, life experiences, unique view points...but, a book? What a pain in the ass. Blogging seemed like the next best thing, so, if you're ready (and there's room enough for everyone!) fire up the bikes and lets ride....
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Ex-Diplomat
Why "ex"? Because I quit after four years. I just couldn't look at myself in the mirror anymore. Coming directly from the military, the transition was too tough. I couldn't make the switch...the culture was too alien to me. The military trains for war, the State Department tries to talk countries out of going to war. The hawk vs the lamb. I had too much of the hawk in me to lay down with the lambs. Sad, because I really enjoyed my job as a Management Officer, and I really enjoyed the travel and the lifestyle. It's a great gig. I just couldn't deal with the "let's talk about it" attitude...I say, s**t or get off the pot...DO SOMETHING, don't just talk about it.
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