We've had our entire family's meal paid for because of the uniform. Kent gets thanked for his service whenever he's wearing it. In church yesterday our Bishop asked all Military- and their families- to stand and be recognized for sacrifice and service.
Being a part of the U.S. Air Force is a pretty big deal. We are a part of something much bigger than just ourselves. And even though we feel like we haven't sacrificed much of anything in our short time as an active duty Air Force family, we understand what the uniform means to other people. And I am so grateful for those that have made those sacrifices. I am also grateful that Kent is willing to be a part of this all.
I found all of these old pictures of Kent in uniform. It's pretty normal for us to see him this way- so we don't take many pictures! But, I love all of these!
Kent in San Antonio working at the hospitals there for a few weeks.
Metta checking out the uniform. Can you believe that's Metta? she just doesn't look like Metta without those red pigtails.
Thank you, Kent! and thank you to all those who have served and are serving.