MH II died far away from here this week. His father, a teacher I've only been working with for a couple of months has left to meet his son's body and bring him home.
I don't know how he died. I have the basic understanding of why he was in the Middle East that most of us have. So, like a lot of us, I don't really know why he died either. All I know is that a soldier is coming home with his father by his side. Twenty-four years are what they got together. In friend years, it's a lot. Not so much in parent-child years.
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I pray for all of the soldiers fighting and their family and friends. I can't imagine how difficult it is for them to deal with these losses. 24 is too young to die, hopefully he died for something he believed in.
My thoughts and prayers are with the teacher you work with today!
Oh Oh Oh. Here I am all weepy because my boy will be leaving for college soon. This puts it all in perspective, doesn't it? I can't imagine the grief....
Wow. We are all so lucky to have dedicated service men & women who are willing to sacrifice their lives so we can have what we so often take for granted. I send up a prayer for your friend and his family.
I don't like reading about soldiers dying, I'm plugging my ears, shutting my eyes. I fully expect my sister to come home.
(I just don't want to admit that they are in danger every day, that people do die).
Prayers that the father find peace in this untimely death.
(sobbing here)
So very sad. It makes me appreciate the time I have.
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