Monday, November 14, 2011

The Love Letter Campaign: My James

My James,

You are so frustratingly humble and selfless.  You drive me crazy with your constant giving!  You don’t complain, ever.  I’m quite certain I give you plenty to complain about.  There is never a moment where you make anyone feel put out.  Though I have watched some surely put you out.  You are constant.  You are my constant.  You are our sons’ constant.  Always faithful and reliable, though your memory may fail you and your mind plays tricks on you.  Your heart and gentleness have picked up where other things have left off.  How on earth did you come to me?  I ask myself this frequently, tempting the universe to take you away by looking a gift-horse in the mouth.  But you never falter.  Always there, always loving, always sacrificing your own self for that of your family.  You have never asked for anything in return.  There has never been a better man.  There is no doubt that your experiences in your young life have shaped you, and taught you lessons some men will never learn even if they live to be a hundred!  If I can raise our children to be even just half the man that you are, I will have done alright.  You make me want to be a better wife, a better mother, and a better human being. 

Constantly inspired and moved by you, my life would be colorless and cold without you.

You and I have a long road ahead of us, and I will walk beside you the entire way.  Our love for one another will carry us when our feet tire. 

Always yours,

This blog post is part of The Love Letter Campaign... a project started by 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

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