It’s been 16 months since he traded his military uniform in for overly recycled, faded brown scrubs. As I prepared it for the cleaners this morning, I was struck with memories and sadness. I spotted the dark sweat stains that had, 16 months prior, blemished the undershirt to his uniform. For three days he satContinue reading “Sustained, Refined and Purified”
Category Archives: Military Justice
Sentenced to Freedom
Are you a prisoner to guilt? To shame? To addiction? Are you chained to your past? Haunted by your fears? By loneliness? You don’t have to stay there.
Asking All of the Wrong Questions
I would have never thought my days to follow the trial would be spent miles apart from my husband fighting for his freedom. Yet, here we are. I have never felt as weak as I had in the moments that followed sentencing. My heart ached with a pain like never before and I would haveContinue reading “Asking All of the Wrong Questions”
