As a proud Army wife, I don't discuss politics with anyone but my husband, but I did want to share this:
Last year, about mid-deployment to Afghanistan, my Tiger Cub and I had this conversation: "Every day when I come home from school I think about Daddy." "Really, Connor, why is that?" "Because I see his bow."
Needless to say, my heart just swelled, as did the tears in my eyes (could've also been the pregnancy hormones!) I was so proud of both son and Daddy.
Isn't it funny how something as simple as a yellow bow can mean so much?
Uncle Sam definitely keeps our division busy and they a