I sent him with a flash drive and then mailed him another. I sent him a computer. He has all the means necessary to send me pictures...
There's a company that takes pictures and videos and uploads them for family members and press (and really anybody who wants to see them as it's not password protected or anything) to see. I'm still a lil iffy about posting too much on here, but he says it's okay.
So I found this picture. It kinda brought up a lot of emotions. Right off the bat I was just happy to see him! I love that he's smiling a genuine smile. It kinda makes me...not angry, but I don't really know what the right word is. Indignant, I guess. That's my husband. I have to explain to my kids why he's not here. Every. Day.
I know there is a purpose to this war. I'm not sure what it is anymore. I don't think Washington has it figured out either. They're too busy with other things like raising our taxes and sliding things through before their power is squashed by upcoming elections.
He's not on the frontlines. He's not getting shot at, but he's there. That's enough. Watching the videos of the kids Sean is taking care of over there just kills me. Bad pun. They're just so young. Anyways, I can't and won't dwell on it, I just had these jumbled thoughts bubbling up and thought I'd share. The thing I felt most when seeing this picture and then reading his quote was simply pride. I am so proud.
My goodness, he's handsome.