One week and counting!

Hello once again. The count down is on. One more week of life as I know it and then my world gets turned upside down. Next Saturday I will be leaving for Thatcher, Arizona for 11 weeks for peace officer training.

I've been experiencing a whole range of emotions in the last week and I'm sure they will only intensify over the next week. First is the fear of doing something totally new for me. Will I fail? Will I succed? Am I smart enough to soak up all the information that will be thrown at me? I can only hope that I have what it takes to become a good officer that will sway towards the spirit of the law and not the letter of the law. How will my family get along without me for the next 11weeks? Will I find the same people at home when I get back? Will I be the same person when I get back? I have always been the type of person who is not changed by those around me. I am who I am and that's all that I am. Yea I stole it from Popeye. I hope I stay true to that.

The second emotion I have been feeling is complete excitement. I love a challenge and I love new experiences. Fear and excitment, thats why people jump out of perfectly good planes. I really am looking forward to learning a lot of new stuff and meeting a lot of new people. I am also looking forward to the chance to accel in my career. I am planning on running for class president which will open a lot of doors for me in the future. I think I have a good shot at it since everyone who is going already knows me by talking to me an the radio and phone to get thier information. It will be great to finally but a face to the voices I hear all day long and make new friends.

I also feel a wonderful sense of pride. Pride knowing that I was one of the applicants choosen to do this job. Pride at serving my community to make it a better and safer place for us all. Pride knowing that my mom and dad are proud that their son is making something of himself. Pride knowing that my children are proud of their daddy. It is said that "pride comes before the fall", but pride can also be a wonderful motivater if it is tempered with wisdom and responsibility. I learned responsibility at an early age. Wisdom comes with time and trial. We all make stupid decisions and we all have failures in life, the mark of a wise man is the one who learns and adapts from each of those decisions and failures.

Time to go for now but I will try to write each weekend when I get home to chronicle the events I will be experiencing. I would also like to put out a few thanks with this edition. First off, thanks to doodi and the rest of the staff for this website. What a great place to get news, meet new gamers and express our feelings in this format. Next I would like to thank my clan, ART of WAR, for putting together the greatest group of gamers I have ever had the pleasure to play with. It is a true joy to game with each of you and get to know you. Last but not least, thanks to my clan members that post blogs and encourage me to do the same. Lusetti, Cottonking, Silver Dragon, Balek, Poltigice and all the rest I have forgotten to name. Great blogs all of you and keep it up. Until the next time, Snowolf7 out!