Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Saluting our MIAs/POWs

I couldn't imagine what it would be like to be missing in a combat zone or being taken prinsoner. In fact, I wouldn't want to. The men and women who have gone through that are stronger than I could ever imagine. They have my upmost respect and gratitude.

I would also like to thank their families. These men and women left at home to wonder what ever happened to their loved ones. They endure not knowing, praying that they might get closure one day. Sometimes that day comes and sometimes it never does. But they sit and pray and remember anyway. They have strength beyond comprehension to deal with this day to day.

Let us never forget those who have not came home to us. Let us never forget the families they have left behind who sit and wait and wonder.. Until they all come home, let us never forget they haven't.

Saluting Our Navy and Coast Guard

Posting twice today since I was so caught up in things yesterday I didn't manage to :) Normally I wouldn't put the Navy and Coast Guard together but since the 10th is the Marine Corps birthday (and thus a good day to recognize them) I figured putting the two sea based services together.

I have to say I love our Navy. The Marines and Navy are pretty close. The Corpsmen (Navy) take care of the medical needs/dental needs of the Marines. On every Marine Corps base there are Navy Corpsmen. The Marines are on some of the Naval ships. In fact, the Marine Corps is actually a department of the Navy. Go figure, we are combined at the hip.

A lot of people don't realize the Coast Guard is actually considered a part of the Armed Service. They are mostly at home, they guard our coasts. Usually we hear about them when they talk about stranded ships or drug busts.

The point is every branch has their importance and the branches are interlinked. I pray the Lord will take care of our Sailors and Coast Guardsmen. That he will guide them and bring them back to their families safely.

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Saluting Our Air Force

My father served 4 years active duty during the Vietnam War in the Air Force. I spent 4 years in the Air Force Junior Reserved Officers Training Corps in high school as well as 3 in CAP (Civil Air Patrol). The Air Force holds a special place in my heart even though I eventually joined another branch.

Heres to the Airmen who serve around the world helping our planes to fly and our cargo to get to where its going. They are the ones that fly us to where we need to go and do it with a degree of professionalism and attention to detail that deserves the respect of their fellow service members. I pray that the Lord will guide your planes to their destinations and the crews on the ground and the support staff to give the pilots all the help they need.

Yes, I know this one is sung by a Canadian musician. It has a beautiful message because all anyone wants is for their loved ones to live a full and happy life.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

Saluting Our Army

Its pretty well known to anyone who has spent any time among the military that the branches like to mess around with each other. The rivalry goes back for a long time (my Grandpa gave me a hard time about joining the Jarheads) and it still goes on.. but at the same time we have each others backs when its needed..

The United States Army is primarily the land forces. They fight the battles on land (so do the Marines but they add on the Air and Sea as well). The Air Force was also part of the Army when it was originally founded until 18 Sept 1947.

I have respect for anyone who wears the uniform. I am lucky to be the grand daughter of an army soldier who fought in WWII and the sister of a soldier who served in the late 90s. Im thankful to all the soldiers: past, present and future. May the Lord protect them and watch over them as they serve our country.

Friday, November 4, 2011

Saluting Our Troops- Day 1

We celebrate Veteran's day in exactly one week. Its the day we all stop to thank those who have stood up to protect our country and our families. Veteran's day has always been pretty special to me. Even when I was a young girl I wanted to eventually serve my country and I respect all those who have. Its actually a tradition in my family to serve, we can trace our lineage all the way back to the revolutionary war and we are taught from a young age to respect and honor those who fight for us. So, for the next seven days I would like to salute those who came before, both in writing and with music.

Today Id like to salute those men (and women) who founded this country and sacrificed so much for it. Without their bravery and sacrifices we wouldn't be the great country we are today. There is something so special about the fact that they were willing to go into the unknown so that they could have a better life. They founded the American dream that we are now living.

So here is to all the men who served and the women who healed during the revolutionary war. My respect to those who gave their all and to those who lived through to establish this great land. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for everything you did so that your posterity could have a bright future, without you I wouldn't be enjoying the freedom that America is known for.

I really believe its important to remember and thank those that came before us. Without them we wouldn't be free.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Military Marriage

I was surfing around the net trying to take a break from the constant crying (why must all the children be in a bad mood on the same day?) and found this. Whats said is so true in so many ways. There was no credit to who wrote it but I thought I would share along with a few pictures of my husband, children and myself. Being a military family isn't easy but its worth it.

A Marines Promise
I cannot promise you every night of my life. I cannot promise to be beside you for every difficult moment, every trial, every hardship. In truth, I can promise you that I will not be with you for most. I will leave you at inconvenient times. I may miss the births of our children. Any special date to us may be tainted with the anniversary of the death of one of my friends. I will ask you to take over whatever life we have built together for months and years at a time. And will then crash back into that life that you have used your sweat and your tears and your heartache to keep together and try to take it back as I knew it before. I will shut you out at times because it will be the best way for me to hold it together at that moment. I will lie to you. I will tell you I don't know things when I do. I will not always tell you where I am going, when I will be back, or who I am with. I may not call you for weeks and months and you will not be able to call me. You will ask questions that I won't answer. You will know answers to questions that you will hope you never need. I will share things with my brothers that you will never understand. They will know things about me that you never will. They will be a support to me in some things that you cannot be. I will miss birthdays. I will miss anniversaries. I will have to get to know our children over and over again. I may need time to process things that seem natural to everyone else. It will seem that someone - or something - will always take precedence over you. You may lose me long before you ever thought possible. I will uproot you and ask you to re-establish our family anywhere in the world, in any season, at any time - over and over again. Sand and mud will be tracked through your halls from the boots I am too tired to take off. I will leave you when you beg me not to. I will stand at attention while you cry beside me. I will not turn my head and I will walk away. I will knowingly break your heart. And I will do it again - and again.
I cannot promise you all of me. I cannot promise that to our children. I cannot promise you much of anything.
But if you will have me, I can promise that as I march away from you it is not without sharing your heartache. I promise you that every time I break your heart I will be breaking mine. Every time that I cannot answer you I will be protecting you. Whenever you want to call and you have no number to dial I will be wanting to do the same. I will protect everything that we have created together with every fiber of my being while you do the same back at home. I will honor you in everything - every moment that we are apart and every moment that I am with you. I will fight harder and push further knowing that I do so for you. I will see the faces of our children in every life that I protect. And I will carry you with me in everything until my sandy boots once again sit just inside our door.

A Marine Wife's promise ...
I cannot promise that I will not become frustrated when you leave me and the world seems to fall apart around me. I cannot promise that I will not curse those who sent you when the dryer breaks, and the transmission needs to be replaced, and the dog eats the couch all in the same week - most likely the week after you deploy. I cannot promise that the sand and mud that cakes my floor will not cause me to give you harsh looks and rude thoughts. I cannot promise that my heart will not be torn in twelve different ways when you march away from me. I cannot promise that I will not let my anger show when you refuse to answer questions. I cannot promise to understand why you share things with your comrades that you will not share with me. I cannot promise that there won't be times when my heartache makes its presence known before my pride can mask it. I cannot promise that I will not show my worry and my concern when it is best for you not to see it. I cannot promise to understand why you do so many of the things you do.
But I can promise that for as many tears of sadness and frustration and anger that are shed there will be double that of tears of pride. I can promise you that for every time you are away from me, I will learn to cherish the times that you are with me. In everything I will honor you and honor your sacrifice. I can promise to teach our children to do the same. I will use every moment that you are not with them to show them the amazing man that you are through my actions and my pride. I can promise that there will never be a night where you are not the subject of my final prayer and the keeper of my dreams. I promise to try to be understanding that there are many things I will never understand. I promise to keep you with me in everything and to do my best to keep grace in this life. I will be strong for you as you are strong for me and I will carry you with me in every moment until your sandy boots again sit just inside our door.

Monday, October 10, 2011

Meal plan for the week

This week we are trying to use up a bunch of leftovers before they go bad.

Monday- Spaghetti with Garlic bread and broccoli
Tuesday- Leftovers
Wednesday- Hamburger Helper with broccoli
Thursday- Left overs
Friday- Tater tot cassarole
Saturday- Leftovers
Sunday- Roast and mashed potatoes.