Wading through memories deep as mountain rivers, searching for solid ground. The journey home takes longer than the war, but the current grows familiar with each passing year.
Finding Peace in High Places: A Journey from Battle Scars to Mountain Stars
Where devils dance in desert storms, and dust becomes memory's keeper. Both are carried home from the battlefield.
From battlefield memories to healing journeys: a survivor's path through trauma toward reclaiming peace.
Finding peace in the mountains where memory and possibility converge. A journey from carrying the weight of survival to embracing the gift of life.
Finding peace after war, one mountain at a time.
How mountains shaped my journey from survival to healing. Trading the harsh lessons of the Hindu Kush for the gentle wisdom of the Colorado Rockies
Carrying the weight of fallen brothers across mountain ranges of memory; honoring their sacrifice by learning to live fully in the years they never had.
A reflection on identity, transformation, and the ghosts we carry.Some fractures never fully heal—but maybe they don’t have to.
Through the wreckage of loss and war emerges a harder wisdom - the understanding that some truths, once learned, become permanent passengers on life's journey.
A story about brotherhood, late night phone calls, and the distance we'll go to make sure we don't lose another one.
When Death comes knocking in the quiet hours, we share bourbon and memories of faraway mountains. Till another midnight, till another conversation, till we meet again in Valhalla's halls.
