5 Minute FridayRemember
I was working at a bank on an army base almost 5 years ago. I was in the drive thru laughing and joking with the other ladies about something silly Im sure. The phone rang and I answered it as always, to hear my husbands voice. He said "Mark is gone". I didn't quite understand at first, it was like my brain couldn't quite process what had happened. Our friend Mark, whom we had lived with for 3 months while we waited for our house, had been killed in Iraq. He was an Apache pilot and he had been shot down. He was also the first friend I had lost to war since my husband joined the military .
How could he be gone? He was just home on leave? What was going to happen to his fiancee?
I don't know why this memory popped in my head when I saw the word Remember....I promised to always remember him and his sacrifice. I guess he is on my mind.