I also won’t let my son play with guns, or ride a bike without a helmet or use heroin. There’s just too much risk. I can live with my son missing out on those things, so long as my son is living.
Muhammad’s father and uncle, each a veteran of war, had been killed by the defeated Iraqi regime. Muhammad was our translator. He was important to all of us.
Each time it felt like someone reached in, pulled my heart out of my chest, threw it on the ground and stomped on it. I stood solid, puffing my chest out and being strong for my wife. I really wanted to lie on the floor and cry my eyes out until the pain went away.