I am happy to post that I have applied to, been excepted to and so far been  successful in furthering my education. I attend Mineral Area College, in Park Hills Missouri. The degree I am working toward is an Associates of Applied Sciences ( Paramedic.) Currently I am studying to achieve my EMT-B and I have a 90.1%. I know that this blog sounds very self-centered, but I am very proud of the work I have done so far. I have always wanted to help people and I have tried to do so in other ways (i.e. I was a sheriff's deputy and I am currently serving in the Army national guard.) I decided to do this now because I really couldn't stand being a deputy any more, I felt that I was slowly losing myself as a person. My parents helped me out by offering me work on there farm. I know that this endeavor may not make me a millionare, but I know that I will be happy and that is what is important.  

It always seems that just when you gotten back into the swing of things and everything seems good, boom something goes wrong. For me its something that really didnt surprise me, my job has required me to work swing shift ( work when I am needed) I work 40 hrs a week so I cant complain because I know there are others out there who are not working right now and for that i am grateful. Its just I enjoy being active in my lodge as well as with my family and it seems that I am constantly at work during lodge meetings (which totally sucks because I was just made chaplain and I really need the practice with the prayers, I can only study so much on my own) and I seem to be exhausted most of the time when I am at home. Other than that things are going fair. If you dont know, I just came home from Iraq a month ago and it seems that maybe I need more help readjusting than I thought. I find myself happy one minute and totally pissed of the next with a short period of depressed and tearful (I only say this openly because I know I can trust my brothers not to judge me) to follow. I am at a loss, I am not the sit on a couch and express myself type of person, I am usually able to take care of my problems myself (which I thought I was doing until my fiance asked me if everything was ok, which lead to a long conversation with a bit of the afor mentioned emotion) I know that many of you have been overseas and I just want to know if any of you have come back feeling similar things and what you did to "fight back."  Thank you very much for your assistance.