20 years
I can't believe twenty years ago I was a fresh young pup ready to take on the world, thinking - no, knowing - I knew everything there was to life and what it had in store for me. Twenty years ago this month I graduated from a wonderful school over in Japan and left behind some really wonderful friends. I say left behind because when you're a military brat - you don't have the option to go home for the weekend to visit the folks and all your buddies when you leave for college. Chances are your folks are packing up not too long after you are and headed for another duty station hundreds of miles away. And all your closest friends' families are doing the same. There is no going home. Home is where you are for the moment until it changes again. Your friends you just have to hope will keep in touch, but if not you already know the art of making really good new ones - as that's what you've done your whole life. However, when you're a brat and you live ...