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Wednesday, January 30, 2008

oh happy day, graduation day.


I am learning from many friends that have husbands going through pilot training the amount of time, energy, stress, among many other things to know that getting the coveted wings is a huge moment in their lives. Rob just had one of the two classes graduate, but since he has been away to SOS in Montgomery, AL, he unfortunately missed it.

To honor their achievements he wanted to do something that showed he cared, while he was absent in attendance.

I thought it was very sweet, course, I'm just a chick. However, I would like to think that from pilot to pilot there is a feeling/emotion/sentiment that can only be truly felt by both giver and receiver.

This was the best shot I could get, and since you can't read the words: "These wings have been brought to you from the same spot where the Wright Brothers opened the first Civilian Flying School on what is now Maxwell AFB. Let them be a reminder to you of both the past and what lies before you. Congratulations!"
I won't even try to expound on the hard work that it takes to get to this point, let alone the hard work that takes place after all the training. Life sure is revelant to each breathing moment.
Many cheers to this single moment.

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