One Last "Oorah"

Last night, the hubby and I attended our last evening parade at MBW. For those of you that don't know that I'm talking about, each Friday during the summer months, the Marines of 8th & I showcase the best the Marine Corps has to offer - The Commandant's Own, The President's Own, and 2 marching companies, one of which includes the amazing Silent Drill Platoon. If you ever plan to be in DC on a Friday night during the summer, it is a MUST see. For the past 4 summers I have had the opportunity to attend at least a dozen or so parades. However, last night was our final parade. Since 2009 I have enjoyed our time at MBW - the history, the parties, and the wonderful friendships we've made. I will always cherish every single memory made over the past 3 years and will continue to look back on them fondly as we continue through the hubby's career. As the parade drew to a close last night and I witnessed my final pass and review on that pristine parade deck, I caught myself tearing up. It was a fitting farewell to a place that means so much.