Perhaps the weight of experience from life in the army can never ethically justify the way in which it is gained, but it can reveal some deep realities. It is said that experience is a difficult teacher because she administers the test before giving the lessons. I think it's just like how absence makes the heart fonder.
There is not a day here where at any one point I am devoid of frustration, anger, grief and a list of other melancholic emotions you can name. I've come to realise that after working so hard for the smallest of things, suddenly they don't seem so small anymore. And the hard part now lies in adjusting my words and actions in accordance with the people and the things whose preciousness I've come to see with brand new eyes, because there's almost no time to do so.
You could say that the purpose of every human being is to find out for himself what are the things that really count. Only upon such a discovery can one confidently take the next step with a well of joy or motivation that undergirds a life buffeted by seasons of emotions. Unfortunately, that discovery itself is usually the result of some heroic journey that also involves a lot of suffering. Well, viva la vida - the life lives.
