Been doing more reading than writing lately as I pinched a nerve in my shoulder and it's made typing more than painful. As soon as I can type more than a paragraph I'll share the delightful saga of how I was so stupid...or unlucky...or whatever term won't make me seem like a moron.
In the meantime, more work with the soldiers has been done. How can you not feel good when looking at a face like this? And how can you not want to slap politicians who think war is a good idea when you find out this kid was a mere 19 when injured and had to leave the Army due to medical reasons?
Instead, I focus on that face. How could you NOT want to help him out?
With apologies to his Mom, who was so thrilled that her son had received a bow she exclaimed on Facebook, "He even made the cover of their magazine!"
Um. We don't have a magazine. In fact if you look, the magazine doesn't really have a title.
So I had to go back and add a disclaimer that it was merely a photo editing option on my new camera. But hey, it's still HER SON, right?