03/14/2026
Mike got home late last night from an out-of-country trip. After a 15-hour flight, he arrived in Atlanta, drove to his apartment in Montgomery, then drove home. Yes, he’s crazy. But he’s home.
The boys haven’t left his side since he arrived. I’m so incredibly grateful he’s home. Safe.
You see, his trip wasn’t war related, but it was military related. It was one of learning and of building relationships with our allies. For the most part he got to explore beautiful places, learn about the history and culture of each place he visited, and meet with some dignitaries or military equivalents. He ate some great food and got to know his cohorts even more.
But, one of his travels took him to our Embassy in Oslo. He was there hours before a terrorist bomb hit the guest entrance. An entrance that he used…just hours before. Thankfully, according to reports, the activity was a lone attempt, and no one was harmed. But, it was an attempt because of our current state of war. I’m not saying this wouldn’t have happened if we were not at war, but it made the likelihood higher. And, this one was definitely because of our current situation.
You may say, “that’s the cost of war”. Or “this is what you signed up for”. My answer to you would be an emphatic “No”.
No. We did not sign up to serve in a war where Congress did not approve ahead of time.
No. We did not sign up to serve a commander in chief who takes military advice from tv personalities who have no previous military experience.
No, we did not sign up to terrorize and displace a whole nation, hundreds of thousands of people, to attempt a regime change, with no game plan on how to help usher a new better life for those we displaced.
And, to make a comment about someone’s precious life as a “cost of war” dehumanizes that person and their heroic efforts to PROTECT YOUR FREEDOM to speech.
So, please, don’t tell me that my husband’s, nor anyone else’s life is the cost of war. If you feel that way, then maybe you should sign up, or further, have your children sign up to serve, then you too can experience the gut-wrenching feeling that looms over your head every single day they’re gone during war time.
