My husband's aspirations in the Army are as high as the moon some days and deep into the sea the next. He loves it, I know it, but he doesn't like having to be away from us. It's hard to explain to people that your husband wants to go to war, but he does. He wants the experience. That is what he is trained to do. He feels as though he can't really know how long he wants to be in the Army until he has that experience behind him. I want what is best for him. I fear the danger of war, but I know he will not feel complete doing time in the Army until he sets foot on foreign soil. I am afraid, but I have to have a peace about it, because if I don't, I won't survive if he doesn't return. We have a peace that, whether together or apart, we are a family, always. I don't know exactly how or why I feel this way. Maybe, it's because my husband has been a Christian all his life. I can't put into words what type of peace that brings. Death, injury, or deployment, we are a family. I will always stand by my soldier and I will always stand by my husband. | Portraits of the Toughest Job in the Army by Janelle H Mock, Paperback | Indigo Chapters