How can we have gotten to the point that all these wars are second nature to us?
It’s usually when the whole house is quiet and everyone is home that I cannot sleep. I sit up thinking about everything around me how we got here.. Not in a figurative way, I know how I made my way up to my bed, under the covers and how my children made it to their beds and my husband found the couch.. I know all that. I mean, how we got here. Here in life. How did we make it through all of that, yet still end up here? How did we survive that? How? None of it makes sense.
It feels like I was just sitting in that auditorium, on Fort Drum, listening to all these people brief us on what could happen, what will happen and when. It was just yesterday I was surround by all these people, thinking none of this applies to us, he…
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