Warriors, each and everyone.

 Me and my girls.

My whole life is new. As you can see, these are my daughters and we are out having dinner together. I'm going to be spending the next 4 days with them. What is nice is, if I don't want to be with them, they understand. What a blessing they are. 

I'm still, and will be for how ever long it takes, in mourning. While were at lunch, I was ambushed by a thought of Sweetie, and the tears flowed. It was a warm feeling of loss, and a reminder of how much I loved her and now miss her. 

Thursday

If you didn't notice, I didn't post yesterday. A very good reason, I over slept. At the end of day, Wednesday, I feel into bed, completely exhausted from the day, from the drive, from the wait for my girls to arrive, and that everything went well. To the point that when I got into the elevator, I exhaled "Finally." Got to my room, and fell to sleep, and slept. 

I woke up, and just didn't have to time to post. 

To wrap it all up, check in, came down and started to mix with men that I don't remember questions like "Do you remember...." or "Where were you when so and so did...." It was a moving conversation buffet. Didn't like this one, just move over to another table, group, and sit and swap stories again. 

My oldest wanted to take pictures of the "Welcome to Pesacola" sign, and so we walked to it. The conversation along the way provoked a discussion of how far "it isn't that far" is.

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With some effort, we made it. Then on the way back had lunch, and refreshed ourselves. 

Got back to hotel and there was a meet and greet, and conversation flowed like water over smooth stones. Men, not officers and enlisted, men who shared that which only those who knew about it. Warriors, each and everyone. Telling stories that only warriors can tell. Even you weren't there, you were able to know what it was. 

At the end of the day, Driver was always there, standing in the background, watching. He set this up for me. We work as a team, He leads, I follow. This time is special, so we stop to enjoy it. For after all, we are on the Road of Life, where we keep our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless. Arthur