The Things She Carried
An Ode to My Mom
My mother,
, carried my life in little boxes for twenty years. Last week, I began unpacking them.Inside these boxes are pictures from over 1,500 days in Iraq and Afghanistan, the things she carried, hoping one day that her son would come home. Throughout six deployments, she saw me leave and come home. She prayed for my …
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