Petals of Honor

Petals of Honor In the heart of battle, the air thick with smoke, poppies rise through the scarred ground, born of blood and tears, and cultivated by the courage of the fallen. For those who have tasted the fire, brotherhood blooms from the ashes, roots growing deep in the soil of sacrifice, verdant and etched …

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Christmas with Becca

Christmas supper. The little girl beside me ate ferociously as though she had not eaten in 13 years when in fact she had already eaten two breakfasts, one Christmas lunch, half a bag of tortilla chips, a quarter of a cheese log, and various holiday snacks which all featured onion dip as a main ingredient.