J. called and I was SO excited to hear his voice. I LOVE talking to him. (what’s with the ALL CAPS?) Lately he has been more open about his feelings. Some of the things he has to say are sad and frustrating, but I’m glad he is able to say them.
Today my normally quiet husband vented. And vented. And nearing the end of the call, he said, "Oh, yeah – I got a bronze star!" He didn’t say too much about it – heck, he almost forgot to mention it. But I could tell it was important (according to Wikpedia, "the fourth-highest award for bravery, heroism or meritorious service."). Several (all? I couldn’t tell) of his 6 teammates also received them, for both individual and team merits. He will be mortified when he finds out that I have told all of our close family and friends (and now the internet – somebody stop me!). Soldiers are sheepish. They get the job done bravely and quietly. This is what makes me so proud of them. Good job, boys.