Mike Campbell placed a link over here to a column he saw today in the Halifax Chronical Herald by Trevor Greene which is his first published writing since his injuries sustained in Afganistan. I thought I would repeat the posting here. This bit is the conclusion. Go read the whole thing:

I’m in a wheelchair now. My elbows and wrists ache from being clenched at night, and my hands don’t work. As I dictate this, my voice is at the level of a whisper, much improved, I’m told, from earlier communication via eye blinks. I’m on painkillers and sleeping pills. I have dents in my skull and double vision, but my eyes aren’t crossed, my speech isn’t slurred and I don’t drool. I am one of the lucky ones. I came home to the love and support of a beautiful, incredible woman, my fiancée, Debbie Lepore, and our baby girl, Grace Greene. I am looking forward to spending the rest of my days with them and the large group of friends who have been steadfastly supportive.

I will eventually heal, however, and I dedicate this column to those who have fallen.