My husband was my hero not matter what anyone says. He served two tours in Iraq and he loved being out there, he even called it his “Second home”. He was really looking forward to his third tour after he got done with his Intelligence school in Virginia. Unfortunately, that never happened. He was brutally murdered in January of 2006. He only had 3 weeks of school left until he came home.. But he never got to come home and he was unable to graduate with his fellow students at Dam Neck, Virginia.
No matter how your husband dies, it is unacceptable and it is unbearable. It is not something you think about and it sure isn’t something you hope for. When becoming a military wife, you are marrying him and the military. When our husbands get deployed, there is always that fear of “What if…” in the back of your mind… but you hope for the best and you try your hardest not to think about it and look forward to our husband’s return.. And that is what I did, I waited and I was looking forward to his return. Who would ever think that your husband would get murdered while going to school? If he had died over in Iraq, I may have accepted his death a bit easier because he would have died doing what he loved the most… being a Marine and serving for our Country. Instead, I lost my husband to a heinous crime. Not only can I not accept the fact that my husband is gone forever, but the way he died.. The way he was murdered was brutal. When I close my eyes at night, I see my husband. I think about those happy times we shared together but then, I see how my husband died and I see how my husband was suffering before his life was taken away… and all I can do is cry…
I know that there are many organizations out there that only support people that lost their loved ones overseas. I ran in to this problem a few times and I obviously don’t qualify. Every time they send me an email to let me know that I don’t qualify, it makes me break down and cry because my husband is a hero. No matter what anyone says, my husband is a hero. It should not matter how he died or where he died. He did his time in the military, he served two tours in Iraq, he served for our country. To this day, I still don’t understand how this could have happened to my husband and I may never understand it but I know for a fact that he is a hero.
My husband was my hero not matter what anyone says. He served two tours in Iraq and he loved being out there, he even called it his “Second home”.
Defining A Hero
My husband was my hero not matter what anyone says. He served two tours in Iraq and he loved being out there, he even called it his “Second home”. He was really looking forward to his third tour after he got done with his Intelligence school in Virginia. Unfortunately, that never happened. He was brutally murdered in January of 2006. He only had 3 weeks of school left until he came home.. But he never got to come home and he was unable to graduate with his fellow students at Dam Neck, Virginia.
No matter how your husband dies, it is unacceptable and it is unbearable. It is not something you think about and it sure isn’t something you hope for. When becoming a military wife, you are marrying him and the military. When our husbands get deployed, there is always that fear of “What if…” in the back of your mind… but you hope for the best and you try your hardest not to think about it and look forward to our husband’s return.. And that is what I did, I waited and I was looking forward to his return. Who would ever think that your husband would get murdered while going to school? If he had died over in Iraq, I may have accepted his death a bit easier because he would have died doing what he loved the most… being a Marine and serving for our Country. Instead, I lost my husband to a heinous crime. Not only can I not accept the fact that my husband is gone forever, but the way he died.. The way he was murdered was brutal. When I close my eyes at night, I see my husband. I think about those happy times we shared together but then, I see how my husband died and I see how my husband was suffering before his life was taken away… and all I can do is cry…
I know that there are many organizations out there that only support people that lost their loved ones overseas. I ran in to this problem a few times and I obviously don’t qualify. Every time they send me an email to let me know that I don’t qualify, it makes me break down and cry because my husband is a hero. No matter what anyone says, my husband is a hero. It should not matter how he died or where he died. He did his time in the military, he served two tours in Iraq, he served for our country. To this day, I still don’t understand how this could have happened to my husband and I may never understand it but I know for a fact that he is a hero.