Thursday, October 02, 2008

I'm having a restless morning. I looked at my own blog, followed a link from the Run for the Fallen entry (which has pictures of Arlington), wandered around trying to figure out lunch. Looking down, I realize I'm wearing the same sweater I had on when they came to tell us Thomas had been killed. And now that I write that out, I realize as well that it will be four years ago tomorrow that Anna and I said goodbye to Thomas in that Taco Bell parking lot outside Fort Lewis.

This would have been my mother's 87th birthday, the Memorial of the Guardian Angels.


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