Saturday, March 21, 2026

 T-

It's been about 12 years since we last spoke, I think. 

I hear you're doing well. That you've medically retired and are in your next chapter. 

That your family has grown and you now have two daughters. 

I saw you've found your faith.

I am happy for you. I hope, and pray, you continue to grow and thrive. 

I still find myself wishing to reach out. To seek reconciliation and forgiveness. 

But I won't. 

You asked me, years ago, to leave you alone. Out of respect for the friendship and brotherhood we once shared, I will honor that wish. 

This will likely never be read by you. And that's okay. 

Life goes well here as well. I got out of the military almost two years ago myself. Wearing two uniforms got to be too much, especially with marriage and two small ones. Family needed to come first. I have worked extremely hard to become the man, husband and father that my family needs. The man I wish I had been years ago. And now, while I'm far from perfect, I am far from that man. 

My family is amazing. Being a father and husband are the greatest joys and greatest honor I could ever imagine, and it is who I am before anything else. 

I've become a homebody. I go to work, I go home, and spend time with my family. I work on my wife's business, a wedding venue. 

I write to process pain and move forward from it. My therapist recommended it. It has helped, actually. 

My career is going well. I am a coach, an instructor, and have really enjoyed working in the schools the last few years. I have been able to help many, saved some lives, and put some really bad people in prison. I have found I love investigations and hope to make detective soon. 

But that's enough for now. 

Anyway, hope all is well. 

And, as I wrote years before, if you ever feel the same and wish to reach out, you know how to reach me. 

-J