Memory Day
I’ll never forget when my son gave me this flag. At that moment the weight of what was happening fell on me: my son was going to war in Afghanistan…and this would hang in my window until he came home. It’s somewhat peculiar that stints overseas are often nine months long. Though my pregnancy for Josh was nine months and TWO weeks, that period of waiting seemed much shorter than the season of waiting until he came home. Every day I prayed for my son’s life, as well as his fian