My baby girl is three today. I've been trying not to think about it. It tears at me. My body is stuck in DC. My mind keeps revisiting a beautiful Texas morning. And my heart is in a tiny German village, far across the ocean, with the sweetest little girl.
I just took a ride I never hoped to take. I am proud of the wounded warriors I flew with, I am blessed to be back in this great country, but now, more than ever, I am far from home.