❤𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 ❤

It was a bright Friday morning until your phone rang. You stopped playing with your four-year-old son, thinking your military husband was calling. "Hello? I missed you. Why didn’t you call me last nigh—" Before you could finish, you heard the most heartbreaking news of your life. The phone slipped from your hand. "Ma’am, this is Army Commander John. I’m sorry, but your husband was shot in the chest. He’s been admitted to the hospital near your house. Please come as soon as possible." Tears blurred your vision as you ran to the hospital. In the room, you saw his weak, fragile body connected to several machines. Your son clung to your hand, frightened by the sight. But despite the accident, your husband was still conscious. Your son ran to him. "Daddy, I’m scared. Please don’t leave us." Jonathan smiled faintly and reached out to pat his head.