It's been a long time since I've posted anything, for which I apologize.
Things remain busy for the company and the tempo of things is only getting more frenzied. We've had more ceremonies than I can count over the last few months. Whether it be for actions taken over the course of missions or projects undertaken back in Hawaii, there have been few Soldiers, if any, in the company who have not been recognized for going above and beyond what is expected of them. 
We had a change in leadership as well, with the arrival of our new First Sergeant and First Sergeant C going back home to Hawaii. Our Company Commander too has left us, passing on the 95th colors to a new commander. On top of that, we've been digging in to our new company area, a place to really stretch our operational legs and feel a little more at home. The other medics and I even have a nice new office complete with our very own refridgerator stocked with, well.. just water for now. Better than nothing though, right? 
Seven months into any deployment, tempers start to run high and arguments seem to explode at the drop of a hat, but for the most part, no one lately has found themselves wanting for help and support. No matter what our differences in opinion or background, we all have the common ground of being in one of the most inhospitable places on the planet and holding each other up because of it.Mail is still flowing in each day and the acquisition of a perfumed letter from home is the peak of anyone's day, such as it always has been. As each Soldier gets closer to his designated time to head home on R&R, the only words that seem to pass their lips are statements of desire to see their familes, to the jealous lamentations of every other Soldier around them.
"She's everything," someone told me the other day, completely at a loss for any other words to describe his love. Words are paltry things.
