My wife’s friend’s son was part of SEAL Team 6. We were praying all day that he may have not been involved. His parents were notified this afternoon that he was on the chopper.
My family now has a link to this F’d up war in Afghanistan.
Please tell your friends that our prayers are with them. I think that goes for everyone here. I am so very, very sorry. This has been one of the worst days in a long time. Flashbacks to memories I have been trying to overcome. Then something like this happens, and it’s as if the years have never passed. It’s all a wide upen wound that never heals.
There aren’t enough tears. It’s never enough anger. You just bleed. Slowly. And wish time had stopped somewhere before all this.