I wanted, needed to do something a little different today. While Memorial Day is a day of remembering the men and women who died while serving in the military, for me personally, its a sad day. It always falls right around my birthday and my soldier isn’t with me anymore to share that day with me. He died years after his service, after getting out of the military, like many other service men and women. He died as a direct result of what he did during his service in the military. It took me 3 years to finish a short story I wrote, hoping it would honor the months I had with him before he died, the memories that he wanted so desperately for me to be left with instead of the reality we lived while he slipped away. I share this, not to bring attention to my writing or to receive well wishes or sympathy from the public, please save them, I don’t need them; but instead to honor other men and women in various branches of military service that died years after serving and after spending the rest of their lives fighting the system to help them survive once they got out and to let the ones in that battle now know…you are not alone.
You can read that short story by clicking on the title below: