To the beautiful boy who gave me the gift of motherhood.
Hiiiii everyone. If you haven’t noticed, my blog posts have been quite sparse lately. It’s not that I’ve forgotten about it or lost interest, I’ve just prioritized my family and in particular, my lively little boy.
I often write about the overwhelming love and strength I have found within the military community, but recently I have witnessed firsthand how truly extraordinary this community is when tragedy strikes.
As a social worker, I always feel the need to help others wherever possible at whatever capacity I am able. When horrors occur such as the massacre that occurred in Orlando, it is easy to find ourselves feeling an array of emotions, one of which may be helplessness. This is normal, however, there are ways we can help.
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