21 months ago today all of this started. It's really just another day around here but then I get to thinking, wow, we've been doing this for awhile now. Other times it seems like it was yesterday. I hate being in limbo. Part of me doesn't want to leave the safety (ha ha whatever) and security of the military and part of me is just ready to get on with our lives. Of course the military and the war will always be with us. The war will never end in our house and the scars will never go away.