i always feel like those 2 little words are so…i don't know. little?
i always struggle to appropriately convey my gratitude.
my gratitude for his willingness to do what i would never be brave (or strong) enough to do.
my gratitude for his selflessness,his honor,his bravery,his leadership.
my gratitude for the fact that he has willingly (and without complaint)missed births, anniversaries,holidays,birthdays,firsts,lasts.
his willingness to say goodbye to four little girls who are his world…
and step on to that plane over and over and over, never knowing if he will come back.
my gratitude for everything. all of those things i couldn't possibly ever put into words.
all of those things that bring me to tears every time i think about them.
thank you, jimmy. thank you for who you are and what you do. what you have done…what you have seen.
thank you to ALL OF YOU past and present who have sacrificed so much, given so much…willingly.
10 years ago I knew I was proud of you. But I never could have imagined the pride I feel today.Thank you for your selflessness&bravery. Thank you for doing what I'm not strong enough to do.Thank you for your service.Thank God for you coming home safe.