its been a long week.

"May the best you've ever seen be the worst you'll ever see.
May the mouse never leave your girnal with a tear drop in its eye.
May you always stay whole and hearty until you are old enough to die.
May you always be as happy as I wish you all to be."

As I watch the story unfold from the shooting at Ft. Hood this week, my heart is incredibly heavy. When casualties come back from a war, its much easier to handle than to know those very soldier were not safe on our turf. And yet... maybe, just maybe... maybe this war will become more real to people. Its not just a war fought on soil far away. It is a war that is being fought at home as well. By the families left behind with every deployment... by the soldiers who come home changed. By people who are torn between defending their country and going off to war. I am in no way defending the shooter- he deserves to sit in a damp, dark cell and think about that day for the rest of his life.