I remember, I don't think I could ever forget.
As I kissed my son off to school this morning, I thought to myself how lucky I was to be kissing him. I hugged my daughter and told her how beautiful she was. Tears came to my eyes watching my little boy dressed in his red, white, and blue run off to play.
I remember the year we went to war w/ Iraq. My brother joined the Marines.
I say though the war may not be right for everyone, I sure feel safer at night knowing Sadam is no longer a threat to my family.
Unfortunately for him, that is something my brother Jonathan Andrew, will never forget. But they do it for us.
It's okay not to relive the horrors of that day, just never forget the one's standing up for you because of that day.
Just looking at this photograph fills my hear with tears of pride and of sadness. Proud he is my brother in that photograph, and sad that he is my brother in that photograph.