...a message from you....**

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Beloved LEGS....

....its a full moon and Friday the 13th.  I guess the next time it will be a full moon on a Friday the 13th will be 2049.....while every one else is thinking about bad luck....I have you on my mind.  You were born on the 13th.  And in 35 years we will be entering our late 60's.....I hope that....we will remember.  I hope more than anything we will be together and we will remember the last time it was a full moon on Friday the 13th....I hope that we will remember the all the time we have been apart so that we cherish all the time we have together......

....its only the second week....and I am mystified that I am going to go through this for another 9 months.  All the fun, freedom and entertainment has come to a halt....and here I sit....on a Friday night....without you....

.....its finally cooled down and the wind has picked up.  The house makes strange noises and Karmella barks at every single one of them.....as I lay in bed and listen to the wind moan over the house and call out through the trees....I wonder where its going....I think to myself that if the wind is going to Afghanistan I shall like to send you a message....of love, and strength....and to tell you like the persistent wind....my heart and my body yearn for you.....

....my phone vibrates....I lay in bed and curse myself for not putting it on silent.  I wonder if its a text message, a notification, a message, a email, a call......I debate whether or not I should roll over and see what it is.....curiosity claims its victory.....and I am so glad I did....because its a message from you:

Dearest Tiffany,

I find myself once again away from where I belong.  Away from your arms.  I forget how hard it is to be without you.  I forget the pain of separation.  When we are together it is easy to take you for granted and it brings me joy to do so. 

I see the other men missing their family's, unable to make it home for births.  I see their uneasy smiles and it breaks me.  Every time I do this I am broken.  I must walk this world as a skeleton, a mere shell until you can breathe life back into me.  

I know I have the easy job, the one that does not require patience.  I want you to know that I understand and appreciate the sacrifice you endure to be with me.  I may never repay you in full, but what I do repay  will be with unconditional love.  

My only fear is not walking through this world with you by my side.  I love you.

-BROKEN LEGS 10 Days 6 Hours 39 Minutes and 48 Seconds




I can't help but shed silent happy and sad tears alone in the dark....you truly are the hero of my life....you save me from myself, from the world, and from death of a broken heart every single day....

.....Just another day in the life of an unlikely military wife.......**