graywolf:

I'm sorry if I came accross too morbid.

I don't find it so. But then, when I'm seeking someone known and hang around to read about someone not, (like you) it enhances my time in prayer. I am a slow one in some ways; compassion is deeply mined. Took me some focused self-examination to understand why I was so deeply drawn to correspond with strangers. Snippets of wisdom from certain AnySoldiers' postings gave great fodder for my walks along the sea. Been grateful to those who've heard my prayers; for some of them (and/or for their buds) I've read the list. Took a while to smile at those wheeled, to unhesitatingly shake a hook or squeeze a shoulder offered; to assess for (request) assistance but not feel anything was missing. Even with all that, took me even longer to realize a letter of gratitude was also, in my way, a letter of love... yes, a love-letter.  

graywolf:

I want to end  my letters with "I love you Son, please take special care."  Or "I love you Daughter, please stay out of harms way"   ...and I want them to know that there are other Americans out there, other than their immidiate families, that love them just as much. 

Hope you freely do, unabashedly. Bless you.