Somewhere, my husband is running through the woods, hiding, hunting, and doing his best not to get smacked around. It's inevitable, of course, but it's all good training. I miss a lot of things about the army. Some of my favorite times were spent running in the woods, ambushing the enemy, or getting eaten by mosquitoes in a shelter half. There were times when I was dirty and sweaty, in full gear, and loving every minute of it. I loved playing army. I miss it...but at least now I get to live vicariously through him. I hope he knows I'm thinking of him while he's out there...
