I see my elderly neighbor—a Texan and military veteran—while we walk our dogs. “I saw your youngest the other day. You’re raising some fine, strong young men,” he commented, smiling. “Why thank you, Ed,” I said sweetly. Good mama. I’m a good mama. The YouTube hits keep coming, as does the media coverage, of a…
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Blink and it’s gone
At the crack of dawn, I was already driving home from the airport, wiping big mama tears from my cheeks. My eldest was headed back to Texas, his fireman gear packed efficiently per his norm. Military precision is his modus operandi. While he was getting ready to board a plane, I was heading back to…
