Send my kisses to the moon.

My kisses from my hubby come via moon. I bet you all don't appreciate the moon as much as I do. During the day I know the moon is visiting my Dave... and in only a few short hours the moon will visit me too, and send me all the kisses that Dave sent me through last night. I can't tell you how much I appreciate my husband so much more than I did. I have always been proud but I can tell you that I have never been more proud of anyone in my life. My heart swells with satisfaction knowing he is mine forever and for always. My heart also grieves. It grieves with the families who have lost loved ones to this war. It shatters. when one of my best girl friends gets that knock at the door with two marines standing there saying that the phone calls will not be coming.  It grieves with her and through her pain. It wants to help...but how? How can I try to even begin to comfort her? I am at a loss for words myself. All I can do is cry. Cry with her perhaps? Be with her. However I can help I know I only want to be with her to help.

I met Stacia and Larry for the first time before they were to deploy. I had a connection with Stacia. We stayed good friends and would talk all the time over facebook. To hear she lost her Husband. Her Love. Her other half. It's heart breaking, tear jerking, and down right unfair. I didn't know Larry as much as I could have but I know he was a good man. He died carrying a wounded Marine to saftey. He died a true hero. A good man.

I am flying out to Denver to be with Stacia and a few fellow Marine wives to help her and to say goodbye to Larry Donell Harris Jr. I don't know when I will be back but I know I need to be there.

I got a phone call tonight. If you only understood how beautiful it was to hear his sweet voice. How sincere he sounded when he said "we're all staying as safe as we can be." How amazing it was to hear him say "I miss you every day and you are the one person I think about the most and how amazing it will be to be back with you." How he made me teary eyed when he said "I love you more." The sound of his laughter brought his face to my mind. How I pictured him laughing. How he sounds different but the same. How he know's me better than I know myself. When he knows that this phone call is going to make all the difference in getting through this next week. He's perfect and I can honestly tell you I have found a good love, a true and honest love. I couldn't ask for a better spouse or man or husband in my life. He is my rock and my everything. He is a good man, a hero, a great son, an amazing son-in-law, a wonderful brother, and uncle. He will one day be the father of our children and I couldn't be more excited for that day to come.

Pray. Pray for him and for all of the Thundering Third. Pray that every man and women there come home safely from here on out. Pray for the families who have lost loved ones. Because these are not just a number in a war... they are Husbands, friends, fathers, brothers, uncles, and sons. They need our support more than ever. And you should put down that "people"magazine and quit obessing over celebrities. Pray for me.