Last night, news broke that Jake Wykstra had been killed in Afghanistan. I'm not going to pretend that I knew him very well. I'd met him. He was in my seminary class. He hung out with all the skaters. He intimidated me though, I don't know why. He was always happy though and smiling. I remember finding out a few months ago that he'd gotten married and I was happy for him! I read all of his wife's sweet messages about how in love she was and how she couldn't wait for him to come home. But he's not coming home. My heart broke for her. I can't imagine the pain and sorrow she must be feeling right now. All I wanted to do was hug Sammy closer, so grateful for the men and woman who serve who make it so that I can be with him. I felt scared. What would I do if I were her? I found the blog "The Moments We Stand" a few months ago. I've been reading along every week as Ashlee tells about the story of her life, how her husband was murdered by his ...