12/25/2025
From our Families to yours, Merry Christmas! For our Heroes serving away from their Families this Holiday Season, we pray the Lord watches over you and sees you home safely 🇺🇸
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Veterans, Law Enforcement, and First Responders come in all shapes and sizes, as do their struggles and how they manage them. Not everyone makes it through their struggles and not everyone will ask for help. Checking in on those we care about is essential. When they are struggling, it won’t be a call that comes through in the middle of the day; it will be a call that comes in the middle of the night. Most often it is the call you ignore because you desperately need sleep or you’re out with your friends. Most often it is the call you think you can return the next day and everything will be fine. Sometimes, it will be fine because maybe it’s the next person they call who answers the phone. Other times, you were the last person they thought might answer, but no one did that night. And now, there won’t be a tomorrow to return that call.
When I was Active Duty, I had someone who was a friend, but was really family to me. We each struggled with our own issues, but were always there to pick each other up. Most times, that came in the form of a phone call in the middle of the night just to talk about everything other than what was really bothering us. Then there were the rare occasions where that phone call was to talk the other person off the ledge.
There came a point where my friend was going through a particularly rough patch and wasn’t sleeping, so the doctor prescribed sleeping pills. We would chat on the phone until the sleeping pill kicked in and then do it all again another day. One particular night, I was out with my friends celebrating someone’s birthday and the call came in at 2:33am. I didn’t answer it. I figured it was too loud and I would just call back when I got home. My friend died of an overdose on sleeping pills that night.
To this day, I don’t know if my friend intended to take all those pills that night because I didn’t answer and that was a night I needed to talk them off the ledge.