I'm Mrs. P and I'm 23. I am a "war widow" but I hate that term, I prefer married to an angel. I am the mommy of a beautiful baby girl, who is growing so fast these days. I am striving to keep my head up and move forward in the face of tragedy. I miss my husband every day but my goal in life is to live to make him proud and one day see him again.
On March 14, 2010, my beloved Mr. P was taken from me while fighting in Operation Enduring Freedom in Marjah, Afghanistan. He is still my absolute rock and without him I would not be the woman I am today. He was and remains an amazing man and a hell of a Marine. He is also a wonderful daddy, even though he never got to meet his baby girl. Instead of awaiting his homecoming, I am now living each day until I meet him again.
I had such an awesome day. I am surrounded by such amazing people who make me feel so lucky. Finished the night with Passion of the Christ and some good thought on salvation. Missing my Stinky but know he's in a better place and I will see him again one day and until then I will appreciate all the gifts I am given on this earth and the happiness I can still find. God Bless everyone.
It is the simple truth and I just wanted to share it/remember it. I'll probably elaborate later. I hope everyone is enjoying their Easter season and has a lovely Easter on Sunday if I don't see you before then.