She stands there in uniform, eyes holding a storm no one else can see. A wife who has lost her world, and an officer who must still hold her ground. If she wanted to scream her grief to the sky, she’d be right to. But the uniform on her shoulders asks for dignity even when the heart shatters. Only she knows the battle she’s fighting within. Soldiering always demands a price, sometimes unbearably heavy. Yet she stands steady, honoring the man she loved and the duty they both lived for. Farewell, brave air warrior. Blue skies and tailwinds.!!