It was looking like it would be just me and the dogs.
Soldiers serving overseas don't have their families around them at the holidays. I began to imagine how they would feel, perhaps leaving a pregnant wife, or new bride, a baby born just before deployment or during, the elderly parent or grandparent who is in frail health, or who passes or has just passed away. I can only imagine what it would feel like to be stuck in a foreign land where not much of the language is understood. Weather and landscapes vastly different from that place that we call home. Their jobs don't stop for a holiday like Thanksgiving.
My heart goes out to all those who didn't return, or will never return, to the families who mourn for them. To the soldiers who miss home, mom and apple pie. Who even miss the little arguments that can happen around a dinner table at Thanksgiving. Who assemble relying on their new, perhaps temporary family, and the grace and decency of their superiors. Who do this thing we call military service day in and day out. They do it for us.
Thank you. My wish is that you know how deeply thankful I am for my freedoms, and for the way
you have protected me so I could live this crazy life. Know that there are far more people who love and support you, than you ever knew existed.
And God Bless you all.
Life is one fool thing after another.
Love is two fool things after each other.