I just wanted to post on here to those friends and fellow Dieselpunkers I've met on this site that my Afghanistan tour is finally close to it's end. I'll be leaving the country in a few days, and while I'll have a couple of processing stops that'll take a few weeks, I'll be home in a short while. I'll have been gone for a full year.
I haven't seen my kids in that year. There's a lot I've missed. Still, having the mind that I do, I often compare my tours (one to Afghanistan, and one to Iraq), and think about how much better even this crappy living is compared to those that served during the Great War, or the second big one that followed it. I love the bygone era that dieselpunk encompasses. As I've noted many times on this site, I'm particularly partial to the Thirties and early Forties. Despite that love, for me, it's all about incorporating that mental and physical toughness into my life (along with the style, don't forget the style!), and using it in the here and now. I love that era, but I wouldn't want to live there.
I'm grateful to be living when I do, and I'll be grateful to enjoy the things that a modern super-power nation has to offer me. I'm allowed to revel in the creature comforts for a while, I think.
I'm glad I came. I'm glad for the experience. But it'll be good to be home.