My husband, along with all the other husbands currently serving in combat zones, has to place one of his dogtags in his boot. It's actually on the laces. I can see it when I look at pictures of him. He keeps it there for identification purposes in case something goes wrong.
When it comes to war I have to speak in euphemisms. I like to think it's because I'm a mama and not because I'm weak. I recently told my sons about some of the things that their father and I had to talk about before he left the country. It's not fun when you have to ask the one you love where he would like to be buried if something goes wrong.
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