To go to Afghanistan or not…..

So I was offered a job in Afghanistan. I have been applying with companies in Afghanistan and Iraq for years. For several different reasons. I had given up any hope since I haven’t heard back from any of those companies in probably 5 or 6 years. Nothing, Nada, zilch. Well it all changed yesterday. I finally heard back from one. And a popular company at that. But the timing sucks. The violence over there has been continually escalating. The Gaza Strip has been a hot area again. The Middle East is not the safest place to begin with anyway. I’m really thinking a world war is about to start. And Afghanistan is right smack in the middle of it.

I love an adventure and I love to travel. The salary is way more than I thought I would ever get. I mean, where on earth would I ever get this kind of money? This could be a once in a lifetime opportunity  All my belongings are already in storage and I have nothing holding me here. My daughter is grown and lives on her own. I don’t see any of my other family on any kind of regular schedule. They all live out-of-state. I need to get my finances in order and this could be my chance to do so.

One of my closest friends went off when I advised I was considering this. He spatted off with, “you’ll be living in a tent with 50 other people, you’ll be shot at, bombs will be going off, they will not accept you because of being over weight” and so on and so on. I was surprised to hear his negativity because his wife had been over there for many years doing the same thing. But now is back. Apparently he thinks it’s so much worse in the last year or so. I have several friends that have went over and one still there. I understand it’s not the most ideal job but it’s doable.

Thankfully I had encouraging words of support from my daughter, my cousin and the girl I know already in Afghanistan. That helps and allows me to try to make this big decision. I understand that accepting this position would mean I would have to walk away from my low paying job and quite possibly never get welcomed back. I also know I might be sleeping in a tent with others or in a container truck thingy. But right now I am sleeping in someone’s spare bedroom and do not have a place of my own anyway. The heat is bad in the summer and the sand storms can be extreme.

I am torn because I have been waiting on this offer for so long. The only downfalls I am worried about is pissing my friend off, getting half way and getting turned around in processing due to my health and not being able to do the job. But what I am NOT hesitant about is using the bathroom in a latrine, being lonely, scared of terrorists, bombing, sand and working long hours. When we are talking over $100, 000 a year then I am willing to suffer some. I don’t care about missing holidays because I don’t usually celebrate them anyway. I’m pretty much of a loner as it is. Hmmmm, what to do? What to do?

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