There is no greater love than to lay down one’s life for one’s friends. John 15:13 If there’s one thing I’m good at, it’s avoiding things I don’t handle well. Like this picture. Because when you love someone, you hate to see them hurting. Yet every time I see that picture, I am confronted with my DH’s face, dusty and tear stained. I’ve never seen it look like that in person, yet there it is. It was there when I picked up my newspaper that morning, and on the news report on TV.  It’s there in the Google search engine.  And there’s nothing camera shy DH could do to stop that. Because that’s his friend under that flag. And that’s his shoulder his friend is on. And that’s the hardest thing he’s ever had to do. Despite the dangers, the rockets, the sand, the fighting, the close calls, the IED’s and all those other things he experienced in 3 deployments to Afghanistan that he may never share with me, he will tell you it was the times he was on that tarmac while the piper played and they said goodbye before heading back to work… those were the hardest moments. And even though this photo is already over 4 years old, DH’s tears always, always make my heart break. ____ This is my grandfather. He’s a 92 year old veteran of WWII. When talking to DH about Afghanistan, DH told him about something he was given when he got back.  My Poppa replied “I was in the artillery.  All I got was…