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Ashes, Ashes, We All Fall Down

Ashes, Ashes, We All Fall Down

I’ve been quiet for a lot of reasons over the past few months. I haven’t written a word for myself. For reasons most of you know, or can guess. Moving is hard, transition is hard, new jobs are hard, and so it goes. But I will tell you this. In the midst of bearing up...

A snapshot of strong {Part 2}: Wendy.

 … I am not strong.  I am not strong.  I NEED my husband.  He cannot be gone.  Please. Please. PLEASE!  I don’t care whose husband it is, just please don’t let it be mine. … What if it is him?  What will I do?  Do I know where his Dress Blues are?   Wait. ...

Part Six: The Funeral.

. . . I tried to email Husband, willed him to call so I could be the one to break the news. Since telepathy is not my strong suit, he did not receive the message, and read about her death on the front page of the Army Times that someone else was reading in the chow...

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