I have been gradually getting used to the site of military personnel in uniform walking around outside my window. Located as we are in San Diego, close to Miramar and Camp Pendleton, a lot of my neighbors are in the employ of the US military. This has been a weird enough for my Canadian and somewhat leftist, pacifist brain to absorb but yesterday I think I saw the ultimate juxtaposition in living color at the leasing office.
As I turned around to leave, I saw standing behind me, in full fitted uniform, a woman who had to be at least 8 months pregnant.
My brain almost short-circuited as I tried to comprehend and reconcile the opposing ideas contained in that one image.