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I had started a blog not long ago, recapping my awesome year. (note the use of sarcasm).  I had entitled my blog "The Year of Awesome". It was a running joke between a friend and I earlier in the year; she had been having awful shoulder problems and was sidelined for much of the summer.

I had started a blog not long ago, recapping my awesome year. (note the use of sarcasm).

I had entitled my blog "The Year of Awesome". It was a running joke between a friend and I earlier in the year; she had been having awful shoulder problems and was sidelined for much of the summer. She’d quipped in an email, "It’s truly been the summer of awesome. We should have t-shirts made and wear them out drinking."

I think she was on to something there.......

In my sarcastic blog about the Summer of Awesome which quickly became the Year of Awesome, I had photos....because everything is better with funny photos.

My "Year of Awesome" had included yet another abysmal performance at Ironman Texas which left me in the med tent: (thanks, Cat Morrison for capturing the moment for me......NOT)



And then there was Germany, which made the med tent look like Romper Room:



And of course "Awesome-est" of all, there was Chippy who we miss every day:



As I typed up my incredibly self deprecating blog, the joyful "ping" on my computer sounded, indicating "new email". I clicked over and saw an email to my Team Psycho triahlon team from Spence Cocanour. Spence is in the airforce. I don’t know is official job or his rank, but I do know that he’s got a super sharp wit and any email from Spence is worth a read. So I read it.

And as I read it, I realized that my "Year of Awesome" blog wasn’t really all that funny. Sure, I was admitting defeat.....Spence was funnier than I (sigh)....but moreover, I realized that while I’ve had a really shitty year (and it’s been shitty with a capital S), all that shit is.....just shit. Everyone’s got their shit that happens.

At the end of the day, I am lucky and blessed to have the best husband, the best dog, a nice home, a great job, a supportive family, and despite a few broken bones.....I have my health. So thanks, Spence! Thanks for a good laugh, a dose of perspective and most of all, thanks for your service. Because of guys like Spence, all our shit here at home is just that! Remember that this Christmas when you don’t get what you wanted from Santa, or when your brother or sister’s kids drive you batty, or when your in-laws bring you to the verge of insanity. Through it all, we’re all pretty darn lucky.

Merry Christmas! Appreciate your greatest gifts this holiday season!

From Spence Cocanour to Team Psycho - Top 10 reasons why being in Afghanistan for Christmas rocks!

1. No Christmas TV commercials: We don’t have normal TV here. We get AFN, which is sort of like normal TV if Big Brother ran the network. The good news is, you don’t have to worry about another ad from Toys r Us.

2. No getting stuck at the airport: Every year there are tons of people who spend significantly more time at the airport than they intended. Not to mention, if you do happen to get on a plane, you know that thing is packed to the gills.

3. I carry a gun: Sure anyone can carry a gun but here I’m supposed to. Admit it, at some point in the last month you desperately wanted to shoot someone who desperately needed it.

4. Enforcement of the "Naughty List" with extreme prejudice: Let’s just say if you have naught plans with an RPG you’re going to get more than just coal in your stocking.

5. No slaving away all day cooking: We pay people to work at the chow hall and they don’t make a half bad turkey.

6. Not getting nagged about wearing something "Festive": Nothing says Merry Christmas more than a set of multicams.

7. No crying children: Now we might get a crying man/women but they are normally from the Army. We just tell them to HTFU. 8. No visit with the in laws/crazy relatives: You know you’re going to get cornered by that one aunt who’s going to tell you in great detail about her gallbladder surgery, giddy up!

9. No looking for parking places: When you drive a Lightweight Tactical All Terrain Vehicle mounted with heavy weapons, you can park anywhere you damn well please.

10. Being here with some of the finest America has to offer: Each man and women that work for me here is a volunteer. Sure if you twist our arm we would admit we would rather be home than Afghanistan, but we have a job to do. It is an honor to serve our great nation that has given us so much. So bottom line, we want you to have the best damn Christmas you can. Don’t feel sad for us, be proud. Merry Christmas, we have the watch!

Persistence. Determination. Love. The Journey!

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