We are thankful for the service, past and present, of our family, friends, and neighbors. We know some real heroes - the men and women in uniform AND the families that support them. Some days when I am struggling to get everything accomplished while Adam is on the road, I think of my grandma who, when they lived in Kodiak, Alaska, had two littles and a newborn and only knew when my grandpa was flying because she could see his plane take off from their house and knew when he was coming home because he showed up at the door (often with single airmen in tow) or she saw his plane land. When I am working late at night for the Army or am frustrated by the number of weekends Adam has to spend at work, I think of my grandpa, who survived seven (!) plane crashes. We've got it pretty easy.
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