Being married is such a wonderful gift. Having a husband like Jon, is my gift from God. Everyone has issues come up in their lives that makes life difficult. If one is lucky, you have someone by your side that makes those things a bit easier to deal with.
Jon is that someone for me. I don't have any idea how I would face my life without his love next to me. I have days with my MS that I can't move much at all. Days where I feel like nothing is going my way. Jon is always right there with me, helping me in any way that I need help. Sometimes that gets annoying, but for the most part; I am blessed and know it.
There are days when I can't get out of bed. It's hard but unfortunately it is part of my life living with MS. Jon is always there to help me from room to room. I don't know how he manages to make me feel better on those days, but he always does.
Without him, I would have given up already. Where would I be without his help and his support? I don't know, but I can tell you it wouldn't be in a very good place. I am so blessed, our daughters are blessed to have a dad in their lives that love them the way Jon does.
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Monday, May 21, 2012
Sunday, April 8, 2012
I love my husband
Jon is an amazing man. He moved half way across the map, so that my MS wouldn't flare up so badly. He took on the responsibility of three daughters when he didn't have to. He married someone that more than likely won't be around more than a few years max.
Every day he makes sure that the girls and I have what we need. Even things we may not need but want. He takes the time to listen to me when I talk, that is a huge thing to me. Sometimes I don't have the words to put together to tell him why I am upset or hurt or whatever. He sits there and waits until I can try to piece enough words together to make him understand me.
No marriage is perfect, we all have our ups and downs. But when two people can talk through their issues, its as perfect of a relationship as you can get. Jon makes sure that we do just that. Yes we argue, but in the end we talk it out. We don't go to bed upset with the other. We always tell the other we love one another, because no matter what the day brings,we are in love with each other.
Jon my love -- I love you with everything I am. My heart and soul belong to you, my husband. No matter what we will face in this life, together we face it all. Thank you for being the husband that I have looked my entire life for. Thank you for loving me in ways I never thought possible. Thank you for being patient with me. I love you
Every day he makes sure that the girls and I have what we need. Even things we may not need but want. He takes the time to listen to me when I talk, that is a huge thing to me. Sometimes I don't have the words to put together to tell him why I am upset or hurt or whatever. He sits there and waits until I can try to piece enough words together to make him understand me.
No marriage is perfect, we all have our ups and downs. But when two people can talk through their issues, its as perfect of a relationship as you can get. Jon makes sure that we do just that. Yes we argue, but in the end we talk it out. We don't go to bed upset with the other. We always tell the other we love one another, because no matter what the day brings,we are in love with each other.
Jon my love -- I love you with everything I am. My heart and soul belong to you, my husband. No matter what we will face in this life, together we face it all. Thank you for being the husband that I have looked my entire life for. Thank you for loving me in ways I never thought possible. Thank you for being patient with me. I love you
Monday, January 2, 2012
Monday Jan. 2nd, 2012
Happy New Year to all my friends and family! I hope that this new year brings happiness for each of us. So have you all heard the news? The Army is doing cutbacks, what does that mean exactly? Well they are sending some troops home early. Not all and not nearly as many as they should send home.
But there are some families that have been blessed to welcome their loving soldiers home earlier than expected. I'm happy for each of them that get that opportunity. It's always great news to hear about our soldiers coming home before we thought they would.
Others are still waiting and will continue to wait and hope.One thing being a military family teaches us is to not get our hopes up too high. As sure as you do, your heart will get broken. So while we have hope, we cautiously hope. We tell ourselves that not all the soldiers will be lucky enough to get home sooner than they had thought. Still, we can't help but hold onto the hope that our soldier will be one of those lucky ones. Then we tell ourselves that it probably won't happen, they are needed where they are or they wouldn't have gotten sent there in the first place.
Do we wish that our soldier could be one of those few that get sent home? Absolutely! We can't be selfish, as much as they are wanted and needed at home; they are also needed to do a job. And while we may not always (or anytime for that matter) agree with them being there, we know that they are good at what they do.
It is certainly a tough situation. I would give anything to have my Jon home. I pray every day that he will get to come home early. In my prayers I ask that he be allowed to come home safe in one piece, and sooner than we have been lead to believe. At the same time though, I ask that his coming home early not mean he comes home physically hurt. I would rather spend a year apart from him than have him in any pain from a physical injury.
The mental side of this deployment I am ready to handle. I know that his reintegration will be difficult. Our soldiers see so many things that we can't even begin to understand. We cannot expect them to come home to us as if they had never left. Parts of them will always be in the war torn countries they have gone to protect us from.
Back to my train of thought here; with cut backs in the number of troops in Afghanistan that means changes for those that are going to be staying there. For some that means that they will have their two week leave postponed. Others will find out that their deployment will be extended by months. Which means a twelve month deployment may lead to an eighteen month tour instead.
The families of those that will be seeing their deployments extended will be put through even more agony when this happens.Those troops will need even more morale boosters. It's tough enough to get through a year away from home in the middle of a pile of sand. A year and a half becomes ones epitome of hell on Earth.
Our soldiers and their families need our help even more through these trying and extended tours. Let's all reach out and help show them that our love and appreciation doesn't end at the twelve month mark.
Reach out to help here: Operation We Send Love
Peace,
Betty
But there are some families that have been blessed to welcome their loving soldiers home earlier than expected. I'm happy for each of them that get that opportunity. It's always great news to hear about our soldiers coming home before we thought they would.
Others are still waiting and will continue to wait and hope.One thing being a military family teaches us is to not get our hopes up too high. As sure as you do, your heart will get broken. So while we have hope, we cautiously hope. We tell ourselves that not all the soldiers will be lucky enough to get home sooner than they had thought. Still, we can't help but hold onto the hope that our soldier will be one of those lucky ones. Then we tell ourselves that it probably won't happen, they are needed where they are or they wouldn't have gotten sent there in the first place.
Do we wish that our soldier could be one of those few that get sent home? Absolutely! We can't be selfish, as much as they are wanted and needed at home; they are also needed to do a job. And while we may not always (or anytime for that matter) agree with them being there, we know that they are good at what they do.
It is certainly a tough situation. I would give anything to have my Jon home. I pray every day that he will get to come home early. In my prayers I ask that he be allowed to come home safe in one piece, and sooner than we have been lead to believe. At the same time though, I ask that his coming home early not mean he comes home physically hurt. I would rather spend a year apart from him than have him in any pain from a physical injury.
The mental side of this deployment I am ready to handle. I know that his reintegration will be difficult. Our soldiers see so many things that we can't even begin to understand. We cannot expect them to come home to us as if they had never left. Parts of them will always be in the war torn countries they have gone to protect us from.
Back to my train of thought here; with cut backs in the number of troops in Afghanistan that means changes for those that are going to be staying there. For some that means that they will have their two week leave postponed. Others will find out that their deployment will be extended by months. Which means a twelve month deployment may lead to an eighteen month tour instead.
The families of those that will be seeing their deployments extended will be put through even more agony when this happens.Those troops will need even more morale boosters. It's tough enough to get through a year away from home in the middle of a pile of sand. A year and a half becomes ones epitome of hell on Earth.
Our soldiers and their families need our help even more through these trying and extended tours. Let's all reach out and help show them that our love and appreciation doesn't end at the twelve month mark.
Reach out to help here: Operation We Send Love
Peace,
Betty
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Tuesday Dec. 27th, 2011
Well, how was your Christmas? Ours turned out to be awesome! My sweet Jon was so excited about what we had gotten the girls, that he couldn't wait to see their faces light up. He had me wake them at 4:30 AM our time, so that he was able to be on Skype watching them unwrap their gifts. Three sleepy young ladies all just wanting to crawl back into bed, didn't make for shinning faces. It was almost a let down at the time. That is until they woke back up later in the day and it hit them just what their dad had done for them.
Jon had planned for months what he wanted their gift from him to be. He got each of them a new laptop! They had never had their own before. They had been using their grandma's laptops. Now they don't have too. They also received a digital camera from me for each of them. Now they don't have to play with grandma's really expensive camera anymore. Along with laptops and cameras they each got new headphones with mic so that they can Skype with their dad and listen to music without interfering with the others. They each got a new mouse for their laptops.
All in all it was so much fun seeing their reactions after they woke up later in the day. My gift this year? Being able to have Jon here with us; even if it was via Skype. We talked for hours after the girls went back to bed. I finally went to bed after 8 AM Christmas morning. I didn't care, I wasn't sleepy I wanted to spend as much time as I could talking with Jon. Having him watching the girls unwrap their gifts almost felt like he was home.
That was the BEST gift he could have given me.I will never forget this Christmas. Who needs expensive or for that matter inexpensive material things? Not me, just give me my family all around me and I am one very happy lady. There aren't many Christmas's left that the kids will all be at home together with me at the same time. Before long they will be grown and have more important things to do than spend it with mom. I cherish all these little times we get to have together.
I'm looking forward to next Christmas when Jon will be back home, and by my side as our girls open their gifts. I will not forget to thank my lucky stars that my husband is home safe next year. Every day I'll have with him and the girls together will be my miracle.
Jon love,
Thank you for spending our Christmas morning with us. It meant the world to me to have you able to see the girls opening their gifts. I appreciate the fact that you took the time to watch the girls opening their Christmas gifts, out of your busy day. I love you so much for spending a few hours with me; it made my day so much brighter. It's all those small things that you do, that make me so very proud of you. I know it was hard on you watching the girls Christmas morning. I know it was hard not being able to be here in person.You have no idea how much that meant to me and the girls that you did that for them and me.
You still continue to amaze me, I appreciate the man that you are. I love the man that you continue to show me that you are. I admire that about you, you have a way of always putting us first and making sure we know that we matter to you. I'm so very proud of you love.
I love you
Until later love...
Jon had planned for months what he wanted their gift from him to be. He got each of them a new laptop! They had never had their own before. They had been using their grandma's laptops. Now they don't have too. They also received a digital camera from me for each of them. Now they don't have to play with grandma's really expensive camera anymore. Along with laptops and cameras they each got new headphones with mic so that they can Skype with their dad and listen to music without interfering with the others. They each got a new mouse for their laptops.
All in all it was so much fun seeing their reactions after they woke up later in the day. My gift this year? Being able to have Jon here with us; even if it was via Skype. We talked for hours after the girls went back to bed. I finally went to bed after 8 AM Christmas morning. I didn't care, I wasn't sleepy I wanted to spend as much time as I could talking with Jon. Having him watching the girls unwrap their gifts almost felt like he was home.
That was the BEST gift he could have given me.I will never forget this Christmas. Who needs expensive or for that matter inexpensive material things? Not me, just give me my family all around me and I am one very happy lady. There aren't many Christmas's left that the kids will all be at home together with me at the same time. Before long they will be grown and have more important things to do than spend it with mom. I cherish all these little times we get to have together.
I'm looking forward to next Christmas when Jon will be back home, and by my side as our girls open their gifts. I will not forget to thank my lucky stars that my husband is home safe next year. Every day I'll have with him and the girls together will be my miracle.
Jon love,
Thank you for spending our Christmas morning with us. It meant the world to me to have you able to see the girls opening their gifts. I appreciate the fact that you took the time to watch the girls opening their Christmas gifts, out of your busy day. I love you so much for spending a few hours with me; it made my day so much brighter. It's all those small things that you do, that make me so very proud of you. I know it was hard on you watching the girls Christmas morning. I know it was hard not being able to be here in person.You have no idea how much that meant to me and the girls that you did that for them and me.
You still continue to amaze me, I appreciate the man that you are. I love the man that you continue to show me that you are. I admire that about you, you have a way of always putting us first and making sure we know that we matter to you. I'm so very proud of you love.
I love you
Until later love...
Friday, December 23, 2011
A Poem From my Daughter Rose 12-23-11
This poem was written by Jon and I's 14 year old daughter. I have always told her that she has an "old" soul. She knows and understands life much better than most adults do. She has lived the life of an 80 year old in her short life.
Here is part of her views:
Here is part of her views:
America we stand
America we stand America we breathe America all I feel and all I see.
The sky so blue the grass so green America we are free.
The day so blue when your not here The night so lonely and filled with tears.
I know you are, fighting for our country, miss America, we are here.
The song so loud the water so clear I wish that you could be near.
Today we wait worlds apart as the war goes on I can imagine your fear.
The flag so tall the bell so gold What you hold deep inside is very sad and very bold.
Our American soldiers, our hero's at war, our mothers and daughters, our fathers and son's.
Tonight the stars are very dim the dogs howl with pride and I wish I was by your side.
Tomorrow I will wake, and hope for your sake the war we all fight, deep inside will be small left over movements, from this big earthquake.
The moment I see you standing so proud in front of me on American ground I will bow and smile and say, Our great American your home to stay.
America we stand. ~Faith Rose~
She is an awesome writer! I love reading everything she writes. If you want to follow her blog, her link is on the left; A Soldier's Rose. She would love to hear from others what they think of her writing. Keep it positive please, she is only 14.
As for me I'll be back on Monday December 26th with an updated blog. I'm going to try my best to enjoy the next two days with my family. Merry Christmas to you all and may your holiday be a safe one.
Jon,
Christmas is here baby. It's hard to believe that I will be spending it without you this year. I know that you are overseas, but at times it feels like you are right here with me. I hope that you are right here with me the next couple of days. I'm going to need your strength to pull me through this holiday. Remember you have my heart right there next to you every moment you are there. I love you baby, stay safe my love
Until later love,
Your wife
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Thursday Dec. 22nd, 2011
As 2011 rolls to a close, I have been thinking and over-thinking what this year has meant to my life. I'm not one that usually thinks to much about a year closing and another beginning. For the most part each year just seems another year closer to my kids being grown, and my getting still older than I am. I guess you could say that I am a pessimist.
This year however, I have had so many things change. Some of which I am so extremely grateful for, others I could have done without. I'm not really one for lists either; so I won't bore anyone with a list of top ten or bottom ten. Most of you here reading this blog will already know my top and bottom of my "list".
Meeting Jon was absolutely the top of my list of amazing changes for the year. I know having Jon in my life will forever be the number one blessing every year for the rest of my life. He has given my life so many things. You never know how empty your life really is until you meet that one person that fills your life to an over flowing fountain. Life never seemed to give me a break. I learned this year from meeting Jon that it wasn't life that was short changing me, it was me. Jon has this way of making me see that life can't screw with you unless you let it.
This year however, I have had so many things change. Some of which I am so extremely grateful for, others I could have done without. I'm not really one for lists either; so I won't bore anyone with a list of top ten or bottom ten. Most of you here reading this blog will already know my top and bottom of my "list".
Meeting Jon was absolutely the top of my list of amazing changes for the year. I know having Jon in my life will forever be the number one blessing every year for the rest of my life. He has given my life so many things. You never know how empty your life really is until you meet that one person that fills your life to an over flowing fountain. Life never seemed to give me a break. I learned this year from meeting Jon that it wasn't life that was short changing me, it was me. Jon has this way of making me see that life can't screw with you unless you let it.
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Tuesday Dec. 20th, 2011
Christmas is almost here! Okay, really it is here. Last minute things to take care of. Jon and I can't wait to see the looks on our girls faces. That to me is huge part of Christmas. It is about seeing the look in your children's eyes, about family and being together. Our family is a little spread out this year, but our hearts are still very close together.
As we work to get past this holiday, our hearts here at home are trying to not let our sadness rule our holiday. Jon doesn't want us to let our missing him to cast a shadow on the girls day. Some where in the back of an army duffel bag, I will pull out my happy face and get through this.
On the up side, the girls and I are going to spend Christmas Eve with my Aunt and Uncle. Hopefully my little brother will also show up as he said he would. I so hope that he does, I have yet to meet my nephew. It's going to seem so strange going to visit with them as last time we were there, Jon was with us. It felt so perfect having Jon at my family's home. This time he can't be there although he sure wishes he could be. He has been looking forward to meeting my little brother.
There will be lots of photos taken, and maybe a video or two. I want for it to be as if Jon were right there as we all remember why we have this freedom to enjoy the holidays as family.
Well, I have more work to get done before Christmas morning. Who knew it would take so much prep work? Where is Calgon when you want it?
My dear Love,
My heart aches for the day you will return to us. Each day feels an eternity. I promise to make Christmas a day the girls will enjoy. My Christmas will get here when you make it home. I love you so very much love. Be safe, be well and know that my heart is with you.
Until later love,
As we work to get past this holiday, our hearts here at home are trying to not let our sadness rule our holiday. Jon doesn't want us to let our missing him to cast a shadow on the girls day. Some where in the back of an army duffel bag, I will pull out my happy face and get through this.
On the up side, the girls and I are going to spend Christmas Eve with my Aunt and Uncle. Hopefully my little brother will also show up as he said he would. I so hope that he does, I have yet to meet my nephew. It's going to seem so strange going to visit with them as last time we were there, Jon was with us. It felt so perfect having Jon at my family's home. This time he can't be there although he sure wishes he could be. He has been looking forward to meeting my little brother.
There will be lots of photos taken, and maybe a video or two. I want for it to be as if Jon were right there as we all remember why we have this freedom to enjoy the holidays as family.
Well, I have more work to get done before Christmas morning. Who knew it would take so much prep work? Where is Calgon when you want it?
My dear Love,
My heart aches for the day you will return to us. Each day feels an eternity. I promise to make Christmas a day the girls will enjoy. My Christmas will get here when you make it home. I love you so very much love. Be safe, be well and know that my heart is with you.
Until later love,
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Thursday Dec. 15th, 2011
Well tonight is one of those nights where sleep isn't an option for awhile. We all have those nights where we can't sleep for one reason or another. I have been having more than my share of them lately. One would think that having children would be a part of what keeps me from sleep. However they have never kept me up.
I can't even blame my insomnia on Jon being overseas. Of course I think about him all the time, even when I am sleeping my thoughts turn to him. However my nerves about him being there aren't the cause of sleepless nights right now anyway.
So what keeps me from sleeping? It starts off with a muscle twitch here or there. Then it progresses to not being able to feel my limbs. Usually my legs, but on occasion my arms. After the numbing feeling begins, it's the not being able to MAKE my limbs move. No matter how hard I focus on trying to get them to move, they just refuse.
I can't even blame my insomnia on Jon being overseas. Of course I think about him all the time, even when I am sleeping my thoughts turn to him. However my nerves about him being there aren't the cause of sleepless nights right now anyway.
So what keeps me from sleeping? It starts off with a muscle twitch here or there. Then it progresses to not being able to feel my limbs. Usually my legs, but on occasion my arms. After the numbing feeling begins, it's the not being able to MAKE my limbs move. No matter how hard I focus on trying to get them to move, they just refuse.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Freedom is never free....
I found this poem tonight as I went in search of military images I could use in a project I am working on. This poem holds so true and I thank and give credit where it belongs, to the original Author.
Freedom Isn't Free
I watched the flag pass by one day.
It fluttered in the breeze
A young soldier saluted it, and then
He stood at ease.
I looked at him in uniform
So young, so tall, so proud
With hair cut square and eyes alert
He'd stand out in any crowd.
I thought how many men like him
Had fallen through the years.
How many died on foreign soil?
How many mothers' tears?
How many Pilots' planes shot down?
How many foxholes were soldiers' graves?
No Freedom isn't free
I heard the sound of taps one night,
When everything was still.
I listened to the bugler play
And felt a sudden chill.
I wondered just how many times
That taps had meant "Amen"
When a flag had draped a coffin
of a brother or a friend.
I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands
With interrupted lives.
I thought about a graveyard at the
bottom of the sea
Of unmarked graves in Arlington.....
No -- Freedom isn't free!!
...Cadet Major Kelly Strong
Air Force Junior ROTC
It fluttered in the breeze
A young soldier saluted it, and then
He stood at ease.
I looked at him in uniform
So young, so tall, so proud
With hair cut square and eyes alert
He'd stand out in any crowd.
I thought how many men like him
Had fallen through the years.
How many died on foreign soil?
How many mothers' tears?
How many Pilots' planes shot down?
How many foxholes were soldiers' graves?
No Freedom isn't free
I heard the sound of taps one night,
When everything was still.
I listened to the bugler play
And felt a sudden chill.
I wondered just how many times
That taps had meant "Amen"
When a flag had draped a coffin
of a brother or a friend.
I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands
With interrupted lives.
I thought about a graveyard at the
bottom of the sea
Of unmarked graves in Arlington.....
No -- Freedom isn't free!!
...Cadet Major Kelly Strong
Air Force Junior ROTC
Enough said for tonight.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Wednesday Dec.7th, 2011
I am so very excited! We had our first donation a few days ago over at Operation We Send Love. To know that we are on the right path of being able to not only shine a little brighter light for our troops, but also to show their children that they haven't been forgotten is an amazing feeling. Our troops deserve to have our respect, admiration, and our love and support. I feel like part of showing them respect is o help make their children's lives a little less lonesome.
So as you can see, I have been busy trying to stay busy. I can't sit around here and feel sorry for myself forever. It took a sweet woman to point out that I can't lose myself because my husband is overseas. If anything I have to step up and show him that I can make it without him needing to worry about me. So that is why for the last week I have been working so hard to make OWSL a reality.
The last thing I want Jon worrying about while he is overseas is me. To a degree I know he will always worry; I just prefer him not to have any more worry put on him. Jon is a wonderful man, and he is very good at what he does. He has been doing his job for many years now. He always has shown time and again that he is just as bad as me; he is a worrier. If I can take his mind off of the worry even just a little; then he can concentrate on his job better.
Our girls and I are doing okay. We miss him terribly, we can't wait for the day he comes home again. We aren't just sitting around feeling sorry for ourselves anymore. It's time that I got active doing something. In January I am joining our local health club. I have a few too many pounds that I want to be able to shed once and for all. I would like to have that accomplished before Jon gets home. I know I can with hard work and determination.
I plan to look much different for our homecoming next year. At least feel different for myself. I know Jon loves me no matter what. I can't wait to see his face when I am twenty pounds light though.
Well enough rambling for tonight.
Peace everyone,
Betty
So as you can see, I have been busy trying to stay busy. I can't sit around here and feel sorry for myself forever. It took a sweet woman to point out that I can't lose myself because my husband is overseas. If anything I have to step up and show him that I can make it without him needing to worry about me. So that is why for the last week I have been working so hard to make OWSL a reality.
The last thing I want Jon worrying about while he is overseas is me. To a degree I know he will always worry; I just prefer him not to have any more worry put on him. Jon is a wonderful man, and he is very good at what he does. He has been doing his job for many years now. He always has shown time and again that he is just as bad as me; he is a worrier. If I can take his mind off of the worry even just a little; then he can concentrate on his job better.
Our girls and I are doing okay. We miss him terribly, we can't wait for the day he comes home again. We aren't just sitting around feeling sorry for ourselves anymore. It's time that I got active doing something. In January I am joining our local health club. I have a few too many pounds that I want to be able to shed once and for all. I would like to have that accomplished before Jon gets home. I know I can with hard work and determination.
I plan to look much different for our homecoming next year. At least feel different for myself. I know Jon loves me no matter what. I can't wait to see his face when I am twenty pounds light though.
Well enough rambling for tonight.
Peace everyone,
Betty
Monday, December 5, 2011
Operation We Send Love is LIVE!
Hello friends,
Operation We Send Love is now LIVE! That's right, we have our Blog up. We have our Twitter account up. We have our FaceBook page up. And you can now Donate to our Organization!
We are kicking off our Show Some Love Event.
Please help us spread the word that Operation We Send Love is now open to helping our Troops and their Families! We are so very excited about this new endeavor. Our goal is to reach as many troops and families as we possibly can. We have set our goal for the Show Some Love Event rather high. We KNOW we can make our goal. With your help we will do just that. Who knows maybe we can surpass that goal!
Help us to help our Service members and the families left at home who also serve us every day.
Share our links with your friends and family. Let them see what a great support
Operation We Send Love is.
Thank you all.
Operation We Send Love is now LIVE! That's right, we have our Blog up. We have our Twitter account up. We have our FaceBook page up. And you can now Donate to our Organization!
We are kicking off our Show Some Love Event.
Please help us spread the word that Operation We Send Love is now open to helping our Troops and their Families! We are so very excited about this new endeavor. Our goal is to reach as many troops and families as we possibly can. We have set our goal for the Show Some Love Event rather high. We KNOW we can make our goal. With your help we will do just that. Who knows maybe we can surpass that goal!
Help us to help our Service members and the families left at home who also serve us every day.
Share our links with your friends and family. Let them see what a great support
Operation We Send Love is.
Thank you all.
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Operation We Send Love
My mother-in-law (mom) and I are starting our own organization.
Welcome to: Operation We Send Love!
We are taking donations to send care packages to our troops overseas.How is our organization different from others out there? Well, maybe we aren't. Why have another organization then? Here's the way we look at it.
No matter how many organizations are out there that send care packages to our troops, there is NEVER enough. Our troops need some comforts of home. Not all troops have someone at home that can send packages to them. That's where we want to help. No soldier should ever have to go without having their name called during Mail Call. Hearing their name being called to get their mail, raises each troops spirits.
No one organization will ever be able to supply each troop member a package. That's why it is imperative that we have many organizations. The more organizations the better in our book! Let's all pitch in and give our love, support, and appreciation to our service men and women.
Until I get our website up and running, if you want to help out by sending care packages, please feel free to contact me. Or you can visit our New Blog....
http://operationwesendlove.blogspot.com/
Our Email address is:
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We need our soldiers to keep us safe; and they need us to help support them while they are doing so. The soldier's families also need our support. Being left at home as our soldier's go off to defend our country isn't easy on those at home. They need our appreciation and support as well.
Operation We Send Love is an organization that understands that all of those affected by a soldier's deployment need this country's support. Together we can all make a difference in someone's life. Make a difference today.
Welcome to: Operation We Send Love!
We are taking donations to send care packages to our troops overseas.How is our organization different from others out there? Well, maybe we aren't. Why have another organization then? Here's the way we look at it.
No matter how many organizations are out there that send care packages to our troops, there is NEVER enough. Our troops need some comforts of home. Not all troops have someone at home that can send packages to them. That's where we want to help. No soldier should ever have to go without having their name called during Mail Call. Hearing their name being called to get their mail, raises each troops spirits.
No one organization will ever be able to supply each troop member a package. That's why it is imperative that we have many organizations. The more organizations the better in our book! Let's all pitch in and give our love, support, and appreciation to our service men and women.
Until I get our website up and running, if you want to help out by sending care packages, please feel free to contact me. Or you can visit our New Blog....
http://operationwesendlove.blogspot.com/
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We need our soldiers to keep us safe; and they need us to help support them while they are doing so. The soldier's families also need our support. Being left at home as our soldier's go off to defend our country isn't easy on those at home. They need our appreciation and support as well.
Operation We Send Love is an organization that understands that all of those affected by a soldier's deployment need this country's support. Together we can all make a difference in someone's life. Make a difference today.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Stand Beside Our Soldiers 11/29/11
This week has gone a little easier than the previous weeks have. That is in part to the fact that I am trying to get past where my head has been stuck. I won't apologize for how I have felt since the loss of our twins. I will however apologize for how I made others feel because of my feelings.
This week I have begun the long process of trying to figure out where I fit into this whole military life. With not being "legally" married to Jon, I don't fit into the category of "family". Yeah um okay whatever. Yes the military has their own rules and regulations. However they need to step up and realize that "family" involves more than parents, spouses, and kids. Family includes; girlfriends, fiancee's, grandparents and the list goes on and on.
This week I have begun the long process of trying to figure out where I fit into this whole military life. With not being "legally" married to Jon, I don't fit into the category of "family". Yeah um okay whatever. Yes the military has their own rules and regulations. However they need to step up and realize that "family" involves more than parents, spouses, and kids. Family includes; girlfriends, fiancee's, grandparents and the list goes on and on.
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Operation Help a Soldier-- Special Post
As my husband is away longer every day; I am trying to find something, anything really to keep my mind from worrying so much. It's not an easy task. I enjoy researching things online. I seem for whatever reason to have the ability to find out a lot of information online. Locating things that we as a Nation can do to help show our support to our troops; is something that I find very rewarding.
Our troops deserve not only our support but our admiration for their sacrifices. Have you ever seen a service member in your town; and just walked up to them and said thank you? You would be surprised what that small little gesture really means to our troops. It lets them know that what they do for us every day is appreciated and not forgotten.
Our troops deserve not only our support but our admiration for their sacrifices. Have you ever seen a service member in your town; and just walked up to them and said thank you? You would be surprised what that small little gesture really means to our troops. It lets them know that what they do for us every day is appreciated and not forgotten.
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