I am settling down as a home owner. I am a retired disabled veteran and became one after when I was a boy people told me how that was a better choice to become. I remember the ret mil neighbors clearly.

 I chose to be a VA home owner over other fantasies or addictions. I am lawful. I listen to the nurses doctors and my caregivers. I believe this is smarter than EG guitar or sex.

I made assumptions about neighbors. I saw them from when I was a boy to later when I came home from the US Army. The neighborhood kids would tell me how I'd be better off like them. I learned of disabled vets slowly.

I chose to take my meds. I chose to pay my bills. I chose to stay single. I chose to know when to stop.

I saw many neighbors who were retired military. Seeing their comfortable lives they made was inspiring. I remember my first house in Bucknell and how much fun that was. There were common observations like exposure to live music bars or having a service companion dog or having to go food and cable television.