Dear Hero of my Heart,
I have always marveled at the way life brings things back around to us. Year ago life(or the marvelous world of the internet) brought us together. You, a soldier doing his duty to God and country in the desert of Iraq. Myself, a mother trying to juggle too many things at one time. Our common ground was simple, the place we grew up. Your family was still here. My grandparents(the ones that made this place home) had been called by God but I always felt closer to them here. I was enamored by you. By your kindness, by your warmth, by your love of our hometown, by the love you had for your children and your family. I truly felt I had been blessed by God to have you in my life, in even the smallest way. I remember doing the crazy thing and flying out to Arizona to see you in person. Wow everyone thought I was nuts! Ok I admit I even thought I was a little crazy. But something told me to go…to meet you. So I ran through terminals like a mad woman. From Cleveland, to Dallas, to Tuscon, to you. And there you were waiting for me. Man I think every inch of my body was blushing. Oh and I was so scared. Scared you would see me and turn me away. I was afraid I was not good enough or pretty enough or smart enough. But there you were smiling like a fool. You were so sweet and well mannered(not something us tomboys are used to). We went back to your place. I think we had intentions to go somewhere. I ended up falling asleep on your chest and drooling on you(literally). The weekend was a blur. It did not last nearly long enough. I got on that return flight and cried the whole way home. My heart knew even then what it had to leave behind. Maybe part of me even knew that this was not yet our time. So we drifted apart. We both grew and changed. Loved and lost.
Over the years I checked in on you. Sent you a few emails that never got returned. But I still hoped the best for you. I wished you a blessed life.
A turning point in our lives came. Fate smiled and said it was time. We came back to our hometown together. People look at us or talk to us and think we have been together for years. Crazy to think it has only been a year. I feel like I have been with you for eternity yet then again it can feel like only a day. Now we tackle an obstacle together. We do battle with PTSD and TBI. We fight to find answers for your pain. I fight for what you deserve. I fight because I love you. I fight because I love what you stand for. I fight because you are my life. I love you because you took a broken woman and made her whole again. You gave me and my girls a family. In you we have found a home. A home where we have worth. A home where we are loved and needed. I hope you never doubt your worth. For you mean the world to us. I love you. Our girls love you and are very very proud to have a step daddy who is such a good man and a veteran. I am proud to call you mine!
All my love, today, tomorrow and every bit of eternity,
This blog post is part of The Love Letter Campaign... a project started by FamilyOfaVet.com to encourage those who love a hero to write a letter sharing their story (where they started, what they've faced together, and why their love endures). It's not just for spouses, but also for parents, siblings, caregivers, and friends. It's about telling the "rest" of our stories... stories that continue despite PTSD, TBI, and the challenges of life after combat. To share your love letter or find out more about the campaign, visit http://www.familyofavet.co