"I remember how knotted I was, forcing myself to go home at the end of the day, afraid to see government license plates in my driveway. My son was a squad leader, first battle of Fallujah."
Please thank your son from our family for his service to our country.
When my husband was in Iraq/Kuwait, I had a new baby at home. I was up VERY EARLY (like 4:00AM ) for a feeding one morning. After the baby was feed, I was standing at the sink fixing coffee.
My kitchen sink faced the cul-de-sac in front of our house.
I was groggy and tired, kind of looking outside, but not really paying attention. Just happy the baby had gone back to sleep after the early morning feeding.
As I was standing there, I saw a very dark sedan beginning a slow drive down the cul-de-sac. It took me a few seconds to "see" it.
When it hit me, what it "could be", my knees nearly buckled, and I froze in place.
I stood there trying to just breathe as it slowly drove past our home and back up the street.
I continued to stand there, waiting to see if it would come back, thinking maybe they were looking for our address but had missed it.
It never came back- that was the luckiest day of my life.
posted on 04/21/2006 9:22:38 PM PDT
(((PROUD WIFE of MSgt Edwards USMC)))
This Marine family gives us some rough days. I would have much rather been back in the field with my son than having all the anxiety of the unknown dangers our family was in. I hope your Hubby made it back safe and sane. Bless you for your sacrifices.
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