Looking into the past

This view caught me—sunset over the mountains, framed in razor wire and Hesco barriers. I ran to grab my camera and watched the sun drop to the west. I realized that as it was just falling away from us here in Afghanistan it was just rising for my sweet children, my wife, my family, on the west coast of America. My July 22 was over as theirs was just starting. A bittersweet moment, imagining them stirring and waking for a new day while realizing that I can’t get much further away than I am right now.