• Heartprints

    Prepare Them For Battle

    The drive that morning was quiet. We barely spoke. I was ready to go, but I know it was hard for others to see it happen. After hours at the airport and two flight delays I finally landed in St. Louis. The bus ride was quiet and it was after midnight when we arrived. As we pulled through the massive gates in the dark hours of the night, the rain began pouring down and I felt loneliness more profound than ever before. Hours of paperwork ensued, followed by massive amounts of bloodwork and multiple sets of vaccinations -given simultaneously, three at a time in each arm. Weak from the loss…