Day 28 – Wake
The days I looked forward to the most were the mornings I would pull myself out of bed at 0530, walk to the morale tent, and Skype with either my parents or my husband. Most days I would miraculously wake up minutes before my alarm would go off. (In a tent full of girls it is nice to not wake up anyone when you get up so early) I would get up early and my husband or parents would be ending their day. The day behind me. While I was in Afghanistan I was approximately 12.5 hours ahead depending on what time zone they were in. Sometimes on Saturday nights I would go to the morale tent in the evening and talk to my parents who would get up early to have a date night.
One day my husband and I had planned to talk the next morning, but as the day went on we found out there was a potential threat that our base would be attacked in the evening. The threat was so real that we had to rearrange where we slept so the whole team would be in the same area for safety if an attack took place. Our tents were spread out across the Forward Operating Base while the place we were supposed to be living was being built. I did not want my husband to worry about me (or in reality just think I overslept) so I made up some excuse on why we could not meet. He never suspected a thing. So, I packed up an overnight bag and my weapons and headed to my temporary home. While I was sleeping a group of the team kept watch for any unusual activity on rotating shifts, watching and waiting for a possible attack. But instead of being awakened from rockets and gunfire in the middle of the night, I woke up the next morning well-rested.
Somehow when you are deployed your mind learns how to cope with the fact you could die at any moment. I often got in trouble for putting my hands in my pockets, it is not something you are allowed to do in uniform and occasionally I would say “I could die tomorrow, so I’m going to put my hands in my pockets.” You might ask how I got a good night’s sleep when there was a possibility of an attack. I trusted the people who were not sleeping and knew there was no reason to worry. Anything that would happen would happen there was not anything I could do. So I slept and somehow I survived it all. 🙂
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