Originally posted 2014-08-11 01:49:08. Here it is on a Sunday evening and I am sitting here watching my husband sleep. Which I am ok with. He is trying to struggle with his current job to try to transition from years in the Marine Corps to now transition to driving CDL (commercial driving) for a living. I recently had a big explosion of feelings return to me after speaking to my biological father on the phone.…
Originally posted 2014-03-25 18:30:45. He was born August of 93 and she was born November 95 so a little over 2 years apart. All their lives I have been asked, Are they twins? No. Of course not. But their bond is one that I can’t explain. They have been together in even the most traumatic event like the times when child protective services took them away from me on the spot. I remember that like it…
Originally posted 2022-12-09 10:45:36. Trigger Warning if you may need it. This is shared with permission. Grayson, the son of a friend of mine who is a Gold Star mom. Her son, Marine Cpl Philip D. McGeath was killed in action 1/18/12. Grayson is speaking on the loss of his brother. Grayson’s words mean more than he knows. I had to share. Grayson, I would without a doubt believe your brother is proud of you…
Originally posted 2016-08-11 19:19:22. His birthday was August 8. When I saw this picture it felt so real because…well he’s no longer here. I feel like he has been watching over us. Lord do we miss him. August 8, 1969 – January 17, 2007
Originally posted 2014-04-21 14:57:42. My husband and I met online. Funny thing is I messaged him asking him if he was even old enough to be on the site. He did not look old enough at all. We hit it off. I was living about 3 hours away from him. He was in the Marine Corps at the time. Somehow he managed to come see me nearly every weekend. With the…
Well…. my dad passed away at first by a heart attack and now was told it was instead an aneurysm. The death certificate has not be signed off on as of this morning because for whatever reason, all 4 of my step siblings all have to physically be there to sign off on it. Why the eldest one can’t do it by himself I don’t know. Thankfully my aunt (technically step aunt) lives in our…