Blessings
I sat here the night my mate made it home (Friday) contemplating my blessings. He was asleep in his own bed, home safe, and Jewel was doing well. Her Uncle was there to greet her. Her mother came that same day. The soldier had her back up team in place, she wasn't alone.Saturday she got her first bath since the mortor fire hit her. Her Mom did her hair and nails and gave her a good scrubbing. She got to talk to her fiance in Iraq. They are trying to get him back here for her. He has the key to their locker where all her extra clothes and such are stashed. She also needs to know he will still love her with her scars. It's a scary time for her.
Her Dad, step mom, Grampa and step Grama drove down to see her, they should have been there Saturday afternoon. That will complete the roll of family that can get free to go down and see her. The rest will wait till she gets home on leave.
She still had no cast on her broken leg and the mate says her other leg is slashed open all the way down the back of the calf along with the shrapnel wounds. No word on how badly her arm is fractured yet, either.
We have been waiting for word from one of those still down there on her current situation. I hate waiting.