I am married to a medically retired Marine Corps veteran. We have been married for four years now. Three months after we were married my husband lost his leg in Iraq. After many hospitals, leg salvage, amputation, miscarriage, overdose, trips, celebrities, love, and borderline hate, we're finally entering into the next phase of our lives. Things are not what I expected, by any means, and I know that we both are doing our best. I do not know what the future has in store for us. All I can do is hope that the decisions we make from here on are the right ones. I am not perfect, and sometimes stress gets the best of me, but I am human (a young one at that) and I am going through very serious things. I write this blog to vent, to get away, and to share my story.
I am married to a medically retired Marine Corps veteran. We have been married for four years now. Three months after we were married my husband lost his leg in Iraq. After many hospitals, leg salvage, amputation, miscarriage, overdose, trips, celebrities, love, and borderline hate, we're finally entering into the next phase of our lives. Things are not what I expected, by any means, and I know that we both are doing our best. I do not know what the future has in store for us. All I can do is hope that the decisions we make from here on are the right ones. I am not perfect, and sometimes stress gets the best of me, but I am human (a young one at that) and I am going through very serious things. I write this blog to vent, to get away, and to share my story.