Incoming!

 

Offspring is adapting well to his new environment, in spite of there being little enough to like and less time to notice it.  

 

Of course, as a mommy I don’t enjoy hearing that those beautiful mountains are lobbing rockets at him every goddamned night.

view of mountains from Bagram Air Field, Afghanistan; storm clouds gather and the mountains are dusted with snow

 

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“Reassuring”

 

I would like to address this comment, to which I did not reply directly because I was busy accumulating evidence.

Comment on this blog: "And yet no matter how hard I try and reassure you, you always seem to get more stressed. Maybe I'm doing it wrong? Nah. I can't be wrong."

Yep, that’s him.

 

Now, I saw that comment and had to laugh; that’s my little smartass, doing his level best to make me look like the crazy overprotective mother[1].

 

Which gives me all the excuse I need to tell you just how reassuring he’s been these past weeks since his arrival at Fabulous Bagram, Afghanistan.

 

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Chapter Fifteen: The End

 

Deserve is the most useless word in our language, and should be removed from the common lexicon.

 

I’ve been reading and hearing it a lot lately;

  • You didn’t deserve to be treated like that.
  • You deserved better parents.
  • I don’t deserve to be spoken to like that.
  • I deserve to know.
  • I deserve to choose.

 

But here’s the thing: that word doesn’t matter.  Deserving something, believing you deserve it, having hoards of people say you deserve it, doesn’t change shit.

 

You get what you get.

 

As my father used to point out to me on a near-daily basis: life isn’t fair.

 

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Chapter Fourteen: Redux

 

Jan stayed with a friend my last night in Colorado, so I had the house—and her cat—to myself.

 

I nursed my hurt with sweet tea and tater tots, waiting to get good and tired.

 

I fiddled with their remote, possibly breaking it, and finally got one channel in.[1]

 

I taught the cat new tricks.

 

I was waiting without knowing it.

 

The call came just before 1am.

 

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Chapter 12: BOOM!

 

The day of The Meeting was also my last full day in Colorado.

 

I’d prepared my father for my departure, reminding him that with a flight leaving at noon I wouldn’t have time to run all the way up to him in the morning and still make it to Denver in time to check in.

 

I was half hoping he’d change his mind about The Meeting, decide to spend his daughter’s last day in town actually with her, but no.  As long as you make it to that meeting, I’ll be happy, he’d said.

 

So here I was, dragging my exhausted ass into the hospital for one last day on watch, and even that would be interrupted by the actual Worst Meeting Ever—and I’m including the times I had to sit and listen to a man with dreadlocks down to his ass lecture me on the poor feng shui of my desk while rearranging my shit before I’d finished my goddamned coffee.[1]

 

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