Now that I've moved over to Charlie Barracks (and have to do Indoc again, ugh...), the pace of life has picked up, and yet slowed to a most anxiety-inducing crawl at the same time. The atmosphere over in NATTC is an incredible change from the discipline experienced and high standards set during my time in NASC. Adapting always has its challenges, and if one does not adapt, especially here, then one will not be successful. The biggest challenge has been adjusting to the demeanor of those around me and going from a physically challenging program into an academically challenging one. (I'll do my best to channel my college study habits).

To segue into another subject, I miss home. I miss my workplace and my friends there. I miss leaving the house and going behind the walls for eight hours. I know I am not alone in this. My familiy and friends are my motivation to complete A-School, return home, and begin my life as a Reservist. Every time I put the uniform on, I think how blessed I am to be serving my Country in the world's greatest Navy, and to have the opportunity to be part of the US Naval Aircrew Team.