Réflexions
A few hours ago, a long time knowed person left for Afghanistan. One of 200 other Canadians that left their famillies for 7 months. It made me think, a lot. About what I know about army, about countries, about the rest of the world. I felt stupid and without any knowledge. My opinion means so nothing compared to the rest of the people of this planet. I always lived for myself, for what I want, for who I am and who I wanted to be. Those girls and guys that leave the country to put their own lifes in danger to help others made me reconsider what I thought was important. Then again, I came to realize that it is the job they chose, that it is what they wanted to do, that it is what they believed into.
I do and love my job because ultimately I know it will make a difference no matter if i’m the last soldier of the line. My job is dangerous too maybe more predictable, yes, but still “explosive”. My job is to help people perform good chemistry analysis to ultimatly prevent people like me or you to drink contaminated water or to build your house on a contaminated land. So, those soldiers who decided to train and to go out there, they are doing a hard job trying to help people in need. Unsafety, stress, danger, dead, loneliness are all part of their job descriptions just as much as teamwork, respect, help, rescue and that is what they signed for no matter what we may think or be scared of. And as much we think we know what we signed off when we accepted our own jobs, we learned new sides of it that we don’t always enjoy but we still try to live with it. So do they.
I’m not more knowledgable, I still don’t understand why war and what comes with it, but I know that if someone wants to do a job that he likes we should not prevent him from doing it even if we fear some danger or harm can come to him. As simplist as I could be now, I will wish you to do your work the best you can and to take care of yourself as you know how to. Have a good day at work my friend.