Someone I met today is an active soldier.

Kayte and I were going to the beach today, and the whole family was meeting their friend at a coffee spot. He and his wife recently moved from Germany to here. He seemed very friendly and personable. We talked about how his sister, a nutritionist, hated that he cooked his meat rare and scolded him when he ate it in front of her.

When he left, Kayte shared with me that he has PTSD, but loves his wife very much. It reminds me of how her husband used to have it, but she helped him through it. You never know what people are going through, but it definitely highlights the importance of a support system.