This is Stella's Mom. I have been thinking all day about the blog I wanted to do today.
I remember being at work teaching preschool when someone in the building told me to turn the television on. After watching it and realizing what was happening we decided to send the children home. I wanted to go straight to my home and call all my grown up kids and grandkids (3 at that time) and tell them to come to my house cos I felt the need to have them close. Over the next few months units were called up and several started to train to be sent to Iraq. My son in law was one of the units. It seemed somehow our lives had changed and continued to change over the next several years. My son in law Abe, left for Iraq twice, lost friends, and I believe left a part of himself over there that will never return. That unit was so proud the first time they left, and even the second time even though they were very war weary. The families were shocked that they had to leave again after being home just one year. (they are a National Guard Unit, the only one whom the Marines have ever let wear their patch!) I found this picture today and I wanted to share it with you. Micah was in kindergarten and didn't know his Dad was coming home on leave.
We will always remember.