Hero Stories for March 2014

I Lost My Life on April 2, 2006.  On that day the man I loved, the man I planned to marry and grow old with, died in Iraq. Seven marines and one sailor died in the same accident. Who knows how many of us back home lost our lives that day? Most of us are still here, breathing and going through the motions of living. But we'll never be the same. Every morning I wake up to the hope that it's all a bad dream, that somehow, somehow… I've conjured up a thousand different scenarios wit...