For a Friend

Another lifetime ago, I was a Marine.  I know they say once a Marine, always a Marine but as the years increase between my time in and now it becomes harder to still feel like one.  The one thing that hasn’t changed is that I still talk to may of the people I served with.

Yesterday I got a message from one of my friends from my last duty station.  She has been a long time supporter of my writing career and a constant cheerleader and critic.  Like so many veterans, she suffers from PTSD.  She...