Before I blog about Brennan's big day I have to do a little walk down memory lane :) It's tradition! I can't believe how fast this past year went. Brennan was kind enough to grow slowly. He's still a tiny guy, but he's changing every day. On Friday he took his first few steps on his own. He's really quick and gets into everything... a true boy to the core. He's always smiling and laughing and jabbering. He brings joy and positive energy to all of us. His attitude and personality are so unique and I am enjoying every minute of our time together, watching him grow. We love you, Brennanito!











I got a horrible phone call early this morning from someone I used to work with. A friend of mine, who was stationed in Iraq, was killed yesterday in her sleep when her trailer was hit. SGT Trista Moretti was an amazing person. She had an impact on so many lives in so many places. It's going to be tough for everyone (like me) who can't make it to Jersey to say goodbye. I've been crying off and on all damn day. It seems so unfair. I hate this war and don't agree with it, but I don't think she died in vain. She died for everyone else out there. They fight for each other, not a cause, not their government. That's what I miss about the Army. I miss my comrades. Trista was hilarious and beautiful and had this great Jersey accent. We used to play word games and gossip and eat lunch together every day. We would laugh all day long while we "worked" haha. I remember when she first got to the unit I told everyone some bitchy chick with an accent was in the...
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