Capt. Joseph Schwab, you amaze me.

This post is going to be short and sweet. This past weekend I spent time with my parents, brother, sister-in-law and niece and her parents in Las Vegas. It was filled with walking, shopping, walking, sight-seeing, walking, good (expensive) food, sleeping, playing with Sophia, walking and walking. But, the reason we were there was so much more then the sight-seeing or good food. My brother, the one who used to practice his saxophone in the bathroom and forget his wallet, phone and/or dorm key each time he visited, graduated from WIC training.

WIC training, I found out at the graduation, is the most difficult schooling that any USAF member could ever go through. It is an elite schooling where very few members of the USAF are asked to commit six months of their lives too. It is hard. They write a graduate level paper, attend over 150 hours of classroom time, learn how to plan a war, actually plan and fly a war simulation. They eat, sleep and live WIC. My brother often refers to it lovingly as "a six month kick in the crotch".

I am so proud of my brother. He will forever be my silly big brother who laughs at stupid movies, forgets where he put his keys and reads books I'll never understand but now he is also able to plan a war to protect you and me. He is amazing.

I am also proud of my sister-in-law. She stands by him, supports him and runs their household(s), family, and daughter without complaining. She is an amazing mom to the SMARTEST 2.5 year old I have ever met. Without her selfless acts things in their house would be crazy. I am so glad my brother found her and that she is part of my family.

Congratulations Joe. Billy and I are so proud of you. You have out done yourself again.