From out of the blue comes a text message, HEY MA.

I love that!!! Makes my day livable!!!

Laying in the warmth of my bed I feel guilty. I know the conditions in which Jon is living and it is hard for me to enjoy the things around me. I feel guilty. I want to enjoy my days but I just can't. Every freedom that I have during my mundane day is due to brave men like my son that have provided it. Then I feel guilty.

I feel grateful. Grateful for those who thought of this country and others before they thought of themselves.

No greater love has any man, that he would lay down his life for his friend.