"I've a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore."
It's true. I'm not. Hopefully never to return for any substantial amount of time. With that said, there are still things I will miss. Like driving through the Flint Hills, the 4% of prairie actually left. The gorgeous sunsets. Almost every night. The memories of my daughters birth, and growth. And of course friends- most of which won't even be there in less than a year to come as well. This is the definition of Army life.