It was around 2 in the morning when I decided to roll out of bed. I grabbed the purple fluffy robe that was hanging by the bathroom door, slipped on my fuzzy pink flip flop slippers and bundled myself up against the cold night that came upon us. As I walked out the door, I turned around and looked at the man that was laying in my bed. He was resting his head against the pillow, his eyes shut dreaming of something that seemed peaceful, as he had a smile on his face when I looked at him. His chest, oh my gosh his muscular toned chest, was rising and falling slowly with every breath he took.
I looked at him with so much admiration and love. The things that this man has done to protect those in his unit and protect us at home is nothing but amazing. I know he feels guilty that he was here, a
