Honor isn’t killing a bunch of brown people because rich fucks halfway around the world are greedy. Honor is getting up every damn day and putting your life on the line for the guy next to you. Honor is standing watch at all hours of the night, so your squadmate/shipmate can sleep in relative safety. Honor is dealing with all the crap shoveled onto your back by a government that can’t decide when the mission is complete, or serving under a commander in chief who never went a single soldier’s funeral, all because you made a promise, and your word is your bond in an insane world. Honor is facing all these storms head on, even when you’re tired, pissed off, or terrified.
May I live with Honor every day of my life.