After our release from the SEALs, we were so wounded, so callous and brittle. From the moment we found her, Ivy was a symbol of hope for all of us at a time when we had nothing but each other. First, she represented a life of aspirations and fortune. But soon, we fell for her smile and antics and vivacity. Her sharp wit and feisty spirit. Captivating even from afar. She meant something different to each of us over the years, but she flourished before our eyes until she wasn’t merely a symbol of a better life; she was the embodiment of dreams. Of more. Especially once she was standing among us.
