Knee Deep in the Hooah!

I posted an entry over at You Served about a dream I had the night before last. Stop by and leave a comment when you get a chance. Here’s a small excerpt:

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In my dream the household was back to how I love remembering it when my guys were still home. It was joyfully noisy! Someone is wrestling someone else, loud guy voices laughing, chiding, and talking. I spend a lot of my time in the kitchen when everyone is home. I teasingly tell them it’s to get away from the guy smell and the loud guy talk, but in reality it’s because I love to cook. There is nothing more pleasing to a Southern cook than a house full of hungry guys.

In the dream I am watching playful banter, hearing laughter and drinking the scene in with my senses. My daughter in law is there, my youngest son, several other guys and lots of our friends. I am loving the liveliness, but I return to the kitchen. I am taken aback when I enter my culinary domain because my deployed son is standing there near the sink. He isn’t supposed to be there. He’s in Iraq… READ MORE