The stars are our witnesses

The stars are our witnesses... This saying has a lot of meaning in my unit, mostly because we operate in the field at night. Recently I finished my year and a half, that's right you heard me a year and a half of training for my unit, and as of a week ago earned my warriors pin. The week consisted of a 6 day training exercise where we hiked around 130 km with 60kg weight on our backs. Its a very tough week and in the middle its easy to give in to the pain you undergo, I remember there being one part of the 'mesakem' (mess-ah-kem, which in Hebrew literally means final) where I literally cursed my entire way through, lets say it involved negative degrees Celsius and a lot of rain. I think a big part of what helped me reach the end was looking to the right and left and seeing the rest of my team with me. The whole six days end in a memorial ground for my unit, and in the last kilometer all the parents and current fighters of the unit await the new fighters and literally push them to the finish. Once we reached the end I couldn't believe it was finally over
I don't think I could have finished the training if it weren't for my friends and family, my host dad in Israel would literally come visit me every weekend I closed on base. He would come to my base and treat me like his own son, bringing me and dish of my liking. My mom and dad and sisters also supported me like none other, I think I'm very fortunate for all of them.
I meen its kind of annoying I would go into intense detail about the mesakem but I think for security purposes I shouldn't.

P.S. I'm sorry this post was so dry, and I'm sure full of spelling mistakes but I'm getting used to this whole thing I'll get better soon promise!!