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Where I Should Be

June 19, 2015June 20, 2015 by Bobbie Guinn

Bobbie Guinn

Where I Should BeFinally the nurse comes to get us. It’s time, we can go back and see him. A part of me wants to stay in the waiting room because I’m afraid of what I will see. A part of me wants to go in the room alone so…

How Did We Get Here?

May 21, 2015May 23, 2015 by Bobbie Guinn

Bobbie Guinn

How Did We Get Here?I gaze out of the large glass doors of the Emergency Room waiting, just waiting for the arrival of my husband. The plane from Germany has landed-somewhere. Ft. Sam, Randolph, Lackland. I am sure they told me but it doesn’t really matter. I know there are…

More Than I Can Handle

May 2, 2015 by Bobbie Guinn

Bobbie Guinn

More Than I Can HandleI have been told “God will not give you more than you can handle”; what exactly is that supposed to mean? More than I can handle before I go stark raving crazy? More than I can handle before I become a completely different person? More than…

PTSD or Non-Compliance?

April 24, 2015April 24, 2015 by Bobbie Guinn

Bobbie Guinn

PTSD or Non-Compliance? One of the most blissful feelings in the world is to lay your head down on a soft pillow at the end of the day. You stretch out between crisp, clean sheets and slowly your body relaxes as you drift off to a peaceful sleep. Suddenly, something…

My Favorite Marine

April 13, 2015June 14, 2015 by Bobbie Guinn

Bobbie Guinn

My dad is dead.My dad is dead.My dad is dead.Oh how it hurts to say those words. I am a grown woman with two children and I still feel like a lost little girl when I say those words.My dad was a Vietnam veteran, (more…)

T9/T10

March 21, 2015June 14, 2015 by Bobbie Guinn

Bobbie Guinn

T9/T10After a long, restless night, I went downstairs to spend a few minutes drinking my morning coffee and planning out my day. As I sat in the quiet living room, really alone for the first time since the Colonel called me, my chest started hurting. Then my heart started pounding…

VSI-Very Seriously Injured

March 13, 2015May 9, 2015 by Bobbie Guinn

Bobbie Guinn

“VSI-Very Seriously Injured” “Mrs. Guinn, do you have your passport ready?” asked the female voice on the telephone. “Your husband has now been classified as Very Seriously Injured (VSI) and we need you and your children to fly to Germany to be with him.” After the call from the Colonel,…

9 Years

March 6, 2015June 12, 2015 by Bobbie Guinn

Bobbie Guinn

Pre-Deployment Picture OIF 2/20039 YearsIt has been 9 years.9 years from the time I woke from a sound sleep on a beautiful Sunday morning to the harsh ringing of the telephone on my bedside table. 9 years since I answered the phone expecting to hear my husband’s voice and instead…