Tears

The night before the burial of her husband's body, Katherine Cathey refused to leave the casket, asking to sleep next to his body for the last time.

The Marines made a bed for her, tucking in the sheets below the flag. Before she fell asleep, she opened her laptop computer and played songs that reminded her of "Cat," and one of the Marines asked if she wanted them to continue standing watch as she slept.

"I think it would be kind of nice if you kept doing it," she said. "I think that's what he would have wanted."

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Sat down in front of the news this evening, probably more unsettled than usual.

Crap day at work, see.

But then...

I began to cry.

(I don't care what image that potrays of a 29-year-old trainee Police Officer, I have a right to be human too)

On the news they showed a deperately sad interview with American war widow Katherine Cathey; she was the subject of a Pulitzer-Prize winning portfolio of photographs earlier this year. It had to be one of the most moving interviews, and some of the most impactful images I've ever seen.

Take a moment out from whatever you are doing and follow this link.