The other day I was walking back from lunch with some of the other lieutenants when I spotted a smooth rock on the ground next to a large puddle of water. As I reached down to pick the rock up we were suddenly transported back to the states standing by the edge of a smooth lake skipping rocks. We watched as the rock hopped across the top of the water creating little ripples as it went, and with each ripple our thoughts went back to our family and friends back in the states. For a moment home didn’t seem so far away. The magic ended as the rock sank to the bottom and we were once again in Iraq, standing beside a puddle, heading back to work.
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