I cannot touch on what he shared with me because I want this blog to remain unbiased for all who visit and I believe each individual has a right to their own beliefs and opinions... all are welcome here. But my heart ached for him during this conversation. I wanted to take all of it away and toss it into a black hole. I wanted to channel the pain from his heart to mine so he could be without it forever or be able to feel the wholesome innocence of child if only for a moment. I secretly fought tears away knowing I could do none of those things.
My husband lost many friends during his two tours. This Memorial weekend I will keep those soldiers in my heart and prayers and although I never knew them I will remember them... for my soldier remembers... every day of his life.
~ Be Magickal!