I served my country for 8 years (U.S. Army 98-06). It brought me and my brothers to corners of the world that are beyond the scope of understanding for many - all in the name of defending our country and the freedom it's built on. We all went knowing the risk and made peace with it. But at the end of each day there is a line drawn in the mountains of Afghanistan, sands of Iraq, and other terrain of conflicts past. There are those that made it home, and those that didn't. It's a hard line. It does not waver. It does not show prejudice to its victims. It does not change its mind.
While serving, I lost brothers to the wrong side of that line. Some, so close, that a piece of me died with them. Each day I carry with me a sense of responsibility to honor their sascrifice. This year, I decided to do more. I enrolled in the 2020 Tough Ruck challenge- whose sole purpose is to ruck in the honor and in memory of our Fallen Service Mewmbers, Police, Firefighters and EMT's-carrying the name of our fallen brothers and sisters.
On April 19, 2020, I will ruck 26.2 miles with all my gear, enduring all the pain, self doubt, and anger the journey brings, all while carrying the name of my fallen brother(s) - because I was fortunate enough to end up on the opposite side of that line.
In doing so, I am also afforded the ability to fundraise for Military Friends Foundation who help support the families of those who paid the ultimate price in defending our nation.
Please help me honor my fallen brothers by donating to the Military Friends Foundation, Any bit helps and is greatly appreciated!