I once read that every warrior hoped an honorable loss of life would look for him. I usually went looking for mine, but not actually the Reaper wished me. I used to be trained to kill. I was educated to not question why. To consider orders and march in-line. Hoo-ah motherf-ker.Lifestyle or death. Trip or perish. And I’m not only talking about the military. I’m discussing the life that led me on the path to nowhere. My life. I fought for my brothers.We fought for my family. I fought for my country. And I fought on her behalf … never realizing I might die for them too.