This day 4 years ago, dh and his men were seriously injured when an IED was detonated while their vehicle drove by. My dh and his gunner K spent time in the San Antonio Burn Unit, while M (his driver) was killed instantly.
Memorial at Fort Campbell KY. The rose is from his wife.
I will never forget that day. But I'm learning that time heals a lot, an awful lot. I'd like to sit down today and mourn properly, but I'm sure my toddler will want to go outside to the playground. Later, when I have a quiet moment I'll need to be filling out more mortgage paperwork (it never ends!), so that we can move to a good school district for my little boy. And when I think of how my life has changed for the better since I became a mom, and how everything I do is for that adorable little chubby cheeked cutie, inevitably I will have to admit that the reason I was able to partake in that miracle is because my husband survived the tragic events of that day. Had that IED been a little more to the center of the vehicle, my life would be completely different. I know this. I'm grateful, everyday, but especially today. Thank you God for his life. A sad day, Until tomorrow.