I may be a ex-army-wife but I still have my boys in green.
I am many years younger then most of them but they always looked to me for answers.
They always ran to me when their lives made no sense and the war was getting to them.
I never wanted them to see that I was in pain in my life,
I never wanted them to see that even though I was 18 I was close to the end of my life.
I refused to let my Black Hawk Boys ever see me crying before I went to sleep because I was so hungry and my ex husband was a monster.
My tears fell with the rain on cold nights and my heart was slowly chilled, I could no longer feel anything..nothing but the pure love of friendship, from my Black Hawk Boys.
My boys are men I know, but they are still scared from time to time, and even though I never wanted them to see my pain, they knew I needed help through all of it.
They still say a prayer for me every night, as I do them.
But they know that young ex-army-wife is going to be OK, now that I'm free of him.
They still have their mom's but they will never have another army-mother then me.
Come home safe and sound boys, you are sons that we're all proud of.
Keep your head low, and your hopes up, dream high and sleep light. And never forget what your fighting for.
Love,
Army-Mother Stacy
