*Blink*
It's December 2020. The last time I wrote in this blog, Joe was deployed to Afghanistan, we lived in Valdosta, GA, Caylea was 17, Chloe was 14, and Josh was 12. Buddy was 6 months old. Josh was significantly shorter than me, a master Lego-builder, and had begun inventing things like his "shocking glove." Chloe was volunteering at a local vet clinic, pursuing her dream of being a vet. Caylea was taking college courses (dual enrollment) and applying to colleges. Some time ago, I coined the term "Blink." I've asked Caylea to write a song about it, and hopefully she will one day. It's a word that describes the passage of time that happens so slowly day by day, but so quickly year by year. I remember holding Caylea for the first time. She was over 8 pounds, 2 pounds heavier than the doc told me she would be. She had curly hair when she was born, these soulful eyes, and she made eye contact with me and just held it. It was miraculous. It was love at