The Interview, Part 2

Every relationship has an “aha” moment, a pivotal moment, the type of moment that can crush you or move you on to the next level. For my Marine and I, it was April, 2008. As a PTSD wife, no one tells you how deep the trauma flows in your veteran. No one tells you how deep your veteran’s trauma flows in you. #ptsd #write #jounral #stressors #April #depression #combatveteranissues #life @ptsd.awareness @aptsda @ptsdquotes The link:

The Price - My Veterans Day Tribute to My Dad

Excerpt from: Train’s Coming: Our Struggle with PTSD Chapter IV. “I Don’t Have PTSD, PTSD Has Me…” I knew nothing about Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome. “PTSD”. I didn't know about Vietnam when as a third grader, my father, a Navy sailor on the USS Bonn Homme Richard CV-31 wrote to my mom about their deployment to the Indian Ocean and to what we would later learn was in Tonkin Bay in the early 1960's when the public hardly knew that Vietnam existed. Mom's letters from h

The Documentary

There was no way we were not going to watch it. I posted the date of the premier on my calendar so I would remember to set the DVR. The guys in my husband’s veteran’s group had been discussing the airing of the Vietnam documentary by Ken Burns and Kim Novick for weeks. His veterans group is made up of a WWII and Korean War veteran, Vietnam veterans, and a couple of veterans from the Desert Storm campaign. In advance of Sunday’s airing, I made a mental checklist to gauge h