Bob and his Marine division are on their way to Baghdad. The kids can see Dad on TV, though letting them watch his reports is hard.
I continue to be amazed at their honest, probing questions and their extreme courage in facing the news of Bob's injury and our road to recovery. I also draw incredible strength from their presence; their kisses and hugs are better than any medicine.
I never knew how many little things went into someone's death: choosing the right black patent leather shoes for the little girls to wear; finding out what day someone's paycheck stops; seeing suits and shirts, still in their dry cleaning bags, hanging in a closet.
They remind me every day of the resilience and hope that resides in the human spirit.
We realize that our family is going through something that thousands of military families have experienced over the last three years since the war began and throughout our history. Bob's name may be more recognizable, but his story is no more important. He would be the first to insist that the attention should be focused on the members of the U.S. military whose heroic actions he has reported on for years.
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