Our collective family

Jane D'oh, you're wonderful to be able to talk about things here.

We are not anyone else's parent, but for some of us the military is our collective family. Our sons and daughters. Every one that comes home, we cheer. Every one that doesn't, we grieve. Maybe not as much as our very own, but much as if. Collective survivor guilt that any had to die. Collective gratitude for the heroism, the service, and the ultimate sacrifice. That's why you see the cheering crowds when the troops come home. Or the sober crowds, as it may be, accompanied by Patriot Guards.

When I hear D'oh boy showing his tat at the gym, or giving you a look because you exercise Mom privilege... I'm so glad for you and your family.