I spent four months counting down to that moment. Every morning. Every step. Every night I couldn’t sleep. All of it led to one simple image— walking through my front door and finally holding my daughters. My mother had sent me their photo a week before. I kept it folded in my uniform, opening it whenever I needed a reason to keep going. Two tiny faces. My reason. There was something I hadn’t told anyone. Not my wife, Mara. Not even my mother. My leg. I lost it during my last deployment. Mara had already been through too much. Two... Continues…
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