Today I got to see a friend of mine who went off to fight in Iraq. He was the first person I knew personally who went. When he went I started really paying attention every time the news mentioned that a Nebraska soldier was hurt, watched with dread every Sunday when George Stephanopoulos showed the "In Memorium" portion of his show. My friend put a familiar face on the soldiers were fighting over there, and who are still. He was hurt, suffered a closed brain injury, and now that he is back, he is not the same person who left. He is angry, tries to joke about things, he's lost his family and he just seems so lost. Tonight, upon reflection, I am saddened more than I can say by all he has lost, by all so many of these young men have lost - their lives irrevocably altered - and I realize that the pride that we all feel for our veterans - the thanks that we give them - is not nearly enough.
Let's keep them all in our prayers,
Lisa