I still miss it, hence the reason I'm working so hard to come back into the Reserves. And you are correct, I wouldn't trade my experiences/memories/friends for anything in the world... I still keep in touch with my buddies from the squadron, and some of them may be joining me at my future reserve unit.
"Living the dream." - even with all the shitty aspects of the job, it really is... As a matter of fact, those three words can't possibly capture the feeling. It is the understatement of the century.
Just did a 30+ high school reunion and even though it was great seeing old friends, none of the relationships and rites of passage I went through compare with my old squadron relationships and the rites of passage there or even in flight school. High School was a blast, but I have no desire to do it over, but like others have said, I'd do the miliary career all over again and know plenty of others who have said that to JOs offering to trade wallets (good trade for JO), cars (likewise), wives (maybe not), homes (good trade), etc. to be a JO again starting out.