As I write this, the “facts” keep changing, but one thing remains the same: more of our brave soldiers have lost their lives; only yesterday it was here on U.S. soil. In the last 24 hours, additional military families have lost sons, daughters, dads, moms, brothers and sisters. I can’t comprehend their grief. I’m just a stupid, spoiled, sheltered girl living a ridiculously unscathed life because of THEIR courage and commitment. These are the men and women I should truly be devoting my time to; rather than Molly & Jason.
I don’t know if it matters to them, but I’m hurting for our military and their loved ones. I’m sending as much love and supportive energy their way. Ugh. I wish I could do more. I wish I could cover for a soldier tonight; I wish I could sub for him or her so that they could take the night off, hang out with their families, mourn a friend, get stinking drunk, or just catch up on sleep. I feel helpless and lame, and know I DON’T get it.
Sorry for the drab post. GRrrrrrr.