How I Found My Tribe After Leaving The Military
Here’s the 10th entry in our contest about finding meaningful employment after leaving the military.
A Long March reader writes: “We won no great peace, for our world or for ourselves. We had nothing but each other. To strip us of that can strip us of purpose, as it does to so many.
At my first internship after the Army, in a small office I sat alone. A knock at the door came from Joe.
He asked me if I was a Ranger in Afghanistan, as he had heard. I said yes.
He told me he was a Marine in Fallujah. A bond discovered like a coin under a mattress.
I met Joe and I met others, and the bonds have grown. We still have each other, we just need the courage to look.”