Everytime she comes back home from being away for so long I always ask her where she went, what it was like, what the people were like, what kind of missions she went on. Of course she can’t tell me exactly what she did while she was over there, but she would try and answer my questions as best as she could. Our whole family was a little more than shocked when she told everyone that she enlisted because she’s five foot nothing and had always been a girly-girl, she liked getting all dressed up and she was a cheerleader in high school, so her enlisting in the national guard was the last thing we would’ve expected her to do. I remember the very first thing I asked her when she told me that she had enlisted was, “Aren’t you scared?” how she answered this question was way different than I had thought she would answer, she told me, “I’m not scared because I’m fighting and defending something that is greater than myself and means something”. Yes, my family and I did stereotype her because she didn’t fit the image that we had in our heads when we pictured a woman in the army, we had already categorized and defined her to one group already and we couldn’t see her as a soldier going God knows where and putting her life on the line fighting for her country. She certainly proved us wrong, she’s…