So i landed in denver and made it to the first pratice.

The air is thin, the weather perfect, and the boys... These are the best guys i know. We sweat, bleed, and fight together.

My wife and i found out yesterday morning that her cancer came back a little bit... Little bit. I am struggling being here so far from her. I cant take her stress when i am this far away. I cant be a strong support when i am busy trying to physically survive the field. And yet i am glad i am here because i need to let out my own stress, i need to let out my own anger at cancer so i can be her strength.

So i will ruck harder, tackle harder, and hug my guys closer so that i can come home whole for my hero.
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