Afghanistan took this hot blonde’s leg .
Afghanistan took this cute blonde’s leg yet, she’s still smiling.
This is the story of a human that would never call herself a “Hero”.
Meet a U.S. Marine Vet named Kirstie Ennis.
That be her.
She’s small but very strong AND can fire a weapon on-target.
You dang right losing a limb is scary…
From her IG @ kirstie_ennis:
I used to neglect my left side because I didn’t quite understand how to engage what’s left of the muscles in my leg.
I was embarrassed to explore it in a gym setting out of fear of looking silly or slowing other folks down. If you need to modify or adapt — DO IT. I can’t stress it enough, if you still got it… use it or lose it.
Still, that smile stayed…
…and her smokin’ hotness.
How’d she cope?
Working out a lot.
This gal luvs the out-doors.
Basically, this woman just kept active to forget about the leg.
WHAT exactly was Kirstie’s role as a Marine?
Door gunner on U.S. Military’s most powerful helicopter, the CH-53E “Super Stallion”.
Pick-up a HMMWV “Humvee”…not a problem.
(pic above: her crew in side the massive cabin)
This heavy lifter can deliver between 35 and even up to (smashed in) 55 U.S. Marines to battle OR…
Lift the second largest U.S. chopper from A-to-B.
See that pew-pew on the right-side?
It’s hard to imagine, but this cute blonde operated a .50-cal. “Browning” Machine gun (BMG).
Ever heard the loudest sound on Earth…put your thumb down on the trigger, NOW you’ve experienced shattering sound of a BMG.
(GAU-21/A for Military folks)
OK, bad-a** Marine = check.
Rocking athletic hotness = check
Thing is, this gal is actually the nicest human…give her words a read.
Further more, Kirstie loves to poke fun at herself.
NOT at all the,
“I’m USMC, out of my way”.
Bet ya walk away with a feeling of happy inspiration.
I’ve done enough talking. Let’s learn about this Devil Dog in Kirstie’s own words.
(I mean, “yeah gal’s missing a leg but f’n-A, if she ain’t a blonde beauty)
ALL the rest of quotes from her IG @ kirstie_ennis:
Thank you “Colorado Rapids” for hosting me at last nights game.
(The girl spends her $$ on guns)
My bank account won’t be happy with my wishlist after my “market research,” but I sure had fun.
Essentials for wall climbing: keep a clear mind AND…
…and, climb proof leggings.
(yeah, she learned how to climb on a PRO level???)
Everest is now in the rear view — and I’ve gotten too comfortable with “recovering” from it.
(Soooo, she climbed the tallest mountain on Earth)
(NOTE: getting to peak of Everest requires crossing ladder “bridges” over 100+ foot drops…fall, safety better save ya…or you be dead)
(Luv how Kirstie does NOT take herself too seriously)
Just over here training for my 5K…speedy like a SLOTH.
(now for the serious part)
I woke up today feeling grateful. Don’t get me wrong, I count my blessings daily now. But moments before this picture was taken, I was screaming in agony as doctors said they would have to take my hip. I have it on repeat — a scream encompassing terror, pain, and fear of what my life might become — a statement to not wake me up again if that were the case — but I cracked a smile for my mom behind the camera. It still gives me goosebumps…
Four years ago, I was petrified of what my life may become. Now, I couldn’t be more proud. I fought for it, I worked for it — harder than you can ever even dream of. But I didn’t get here alone. Family, friends, believers, everyone who was there from the start — thank you. This is the come back tour.
PSA: I only like running on my prosthetic because it makes my HAIR look GOOD.
Q. What do you call the soft tissue between a sharks teeth?
A. The slowest swimmer.
Yours truly…Just a wild Saturday night. Recovery is way better when your friends have a sense of humor.
(from jokester to bad-Ass)
My nerves have finally kicked in for my speech at the ESPYs. Such an honor to receive the Pat Tillman Award!
Thank you to the Tillman Family and to everyone who has supported me!
Rain, rain go away. Come again… on a day that I can’t go fly fishing.
Back in San Diego to teach Southern California about REAL FASHION.
(In SD to get a new prosthetic)
Time for some much needed nub love.
The best part is seeing the guys I was in the hospital with (injured Vets) and to see that they are absolutely thriving.
(this next part is WHO she is as a human)
South Africa has been so good to us — can’t believe we are already half way through it! Featured here is the mascot and fearless leader of our adventure, Ricky “Ugly Martin.”
We’ve made it back home safe and sound from South Africa. It’s hard to express my emotions about all of it. Sure the safaris and the harvesting were amazing, but the people made this more than I could ever dream of. I think my ridiculous smile here tells it all.
(South Africa experience)
Sure the safaris were amazing, but the people made this more than I could ever dream of.
(KEEP READING…this part is INSPIRATIONAL)
This is Mom Violet. She asked for a mother, daughter photo.
A couple of days in to our adventure Mom Violet told me,
“I love you Kirstie. You remind me of my daughter.”
Being a jackass I looked back at her confused and thinking,
“Well, that’s interesting because one of us doesn’t look like the other.”
She finished with,
“I have a daughter, DISABLED like YOU.
She was born with a crippled arm.
Doctors told me,
if I don’t love my daughter, no one else will.
So, I love my daughter and I love you. You inspire me and I hope you come back to see my daughter.
Even though June is a month full of so much love, for years it has been the one I struggle with the most.
June 23 is my ALIVE DAY.
Without fail, the closer it gets, I make things harder on myself and the people I care about.
Before my first deployment, I had this fairly large diamond tattooed on my lower sternum. Yep, it’s the one you guys randomly get a glimpse of because the blues and teals are still poppin’.
There were 4/5 months in between my Afghanistan deployments. Weeks before my last deployment, I added the word “Unbreakable” on my upper abdomen and below the diamond.
Not as big or cool as the infamous “Thug Life,” but off centered and heavy handed enough to still make me look tough as Hell.
Little did I know that there’s never been a truer word to describe my life and my people.
After the HELICOPTER CRASH;
I was damaged, mentally, physically, and emotionally… but never broken.
Even though I struggled, suffered, and was miserable — and made others miserable — I was Unbreakable because of the people who were willing to be the glue to help put me back together.
(day she found out about amputation)
Today, I hope the Veterans out there look back on who they are and how they served — and smirk. Maybe even give a chuckle from the chest. Per the 2018 census, 7% of the population served — 7% are Veterans. Give yourself one. Hell, two.
You’re wired different. Regardless of why you joined, you did. I won’t say thank you for your service, but I will say thank you for having heart.
Heading to Alaska for my Denali climb. I was way too excited to start gear checks, to pack only to unpack… but this is the fun part.
For the first time, in a very long time, I am at a loss for words. Last night, I had the honor of speaking at ‘The Warriors Keep’ first gala. This nonprofit is near and dear to me, as it’s mission falls directly in line with my passion for the outdoors and belief that healing doesn’t always take place within four walls of a hospital.
As a thank you, they surprised me with this portrait. The artist has only done two of living veterans, I am one. The other 70+ portraits he’s done of veterans from all eras hang in government buildings. They explained to me the significance of the mountains — images of the Seven Summits, all in my shadow as I stand tall. The artist nailed my combat aircrew wings and stars — my most prized possession from the Marine Corps.
It’s easily one of the most thoughtful and beautiful gifts I’ve ever received. I am not a war hero, but this piece shows who I am. I know that I’ve done more for others after my military service — but I wouldn’t be who I am with out the Marine Corps. Even after my injuries in Afghanistan, I still choose to serve in a different way.
One of the greatest interviews of all time. Thank you Jocko for setting the bar high and pushing others to never settle.
Got caught slippin’ and reminiscin’ last night, specifically about my second deployment to Afghanistan — and some of it’s too good not to share. I miss the Marine Corps from time to time, but I miss the people and flying more. We, the Marines, weren’t perfect, my units were far from perfect, I’d still shake a few folks, and I was a pain in the ass — but it’s safe to say that I’ll hang on to these memories forever.
(She is on TOP of Mt. Everest)
My views from the top of the world.
This was truly the first time I realized what I was doing… the magnitude, challenge, difficulty, altitude, everything.
Kirstie Ennis is a U.S. Marine…
…and a wonderful Human.
Look at it.
That is real beauty.
Follow her on Instagram @ kirstie_ennis
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