2 years ago my sister traded in her V-Secret sweatpants and Cheerleading uniform for a different kind of uniform. You know - the one designed for surviving in war conditions-slightly different than the one designed specifically for making your butt look good.

I was so nervous at the time that her sweet, loving, forgiving and overwhelmingly compassionate heart would be lost between the screaming and push-ups. A few weeks ago while serving as a medic on the front lines in Afghanistan she received the “Medal of Compassion“…
I’m pretty sure Army made that up just for her.
She has survived UNTHINKABLE prejudice and abuse in the Army. She is stronger than surviving war. She has survived as a woman and as an individual. This is something that should be celebrated.
I celebrate every time she takes time to send me cute dresses she wants to buy and every time she talks about how she wants to raise a family. Through it all she has held onto Sexy Lexi.
I can’t wait for you to be home! In the meantime - THANK YOU.