You stand in lines with all of your other soldiers, all waiting for their loved ones to come and tap them out.

One by one, each one went. Until you were left with only a few other Airforce graduates around in their stiff stances. You were about to give up hope in being tapped out.

Until out of nowhere, you were basically tackled, your fathers strong arms lifting you up and wrapping around you tightly as he spun you around, his face buried into your neck.