Memorial Day Is Every Day
This is the week I lose a little sleep. My mind wanders to a date, a time and a different place in my life. Seven years ago, everything changed, June 3, 2007. It’s a sad day I’ll never forget, and it’s why during Memorial Day those around me will notice that I give an extra pause, and shed a few more tears.
I was a military wife. When I mention to people I’m an ex-Army wife, I usually get the brush off. I suddenly don’t count, but even during the end of my marriage, my ex still recognized the sacrifices I made to my country. Some reading this column might be uncomfortable with th...
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