Day 4. Forward Operating Base Fenty, Afghanistan
It is very difficult for me to describe what it is like to step onto the soil where things changed. After two deployments there, my husband sees life very different than he did when we first married. Seeing the mountains in the distance where many of our own soldiers died was overwhelming. I couldn’t help but think of how many widows and mothers would never be as close as I was to closure. During that deployment, I knew that my service to the families back at home somehow made me feel connected to my husband, like we were a team. On this day, it was apparent how much my husband and I had reversed roles, a team once again. I called him from Afghanistan and woke him up–even spoke with my son while helicopters beat the air in the distance. In my short time with the troops, a few took me under their wings–genuinely excited about a spouse seeing what deployment was like. I never felt unsafe, a true testament to the tight community we live. In many ways, this day filled a hole in my heart I didn’t know was there.
