06/14/2026
Some Mornings Take You Back
Walking the dogs this morning, something about the dawn reminded me of Afghanistan.
It’s funny how the mind works. A certain smell. A certain sound. The way the light hits the horizon. Years can pass and suddenly you’re right back there.
I’ll never forget those days.
Getting word that a mission was coming.
Waiting on the plan.
Heading to the ready room.
Checking every piece of equipment.
Making sure the magazines were loaded.
Putting the grenades on our belts.
Running through contingencies in our heads.
Preparing to spread freedom if necessary.
At the time, it was just life. It was the job. We were young men doing what our country asked us to do.
Looking back now, I realize how unique those experiences were. The fear, the brotherhood, the purpose, the responsibility. It shaped who I am, for better and worse.
As the sun came up this morning, I found myself grateful. Grateful that I got to live it. Grateful that I made it home. Grateful for the men who stood beside me when things got difficult.
To the brothers we lost, rest easy.
To the homies still fighting battles in the dark, keep pushing. I’ve been there. I know how heavy it can feel. But God isn’t done with you yet. There is light on the other side of the darkness.
Keep moving forward.
One love.
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