Saturday, January 15, 2011

If you're not in love with a solider you wouldn't know any of these..


          IF YOU'RE NOT IN LOVE WITH A SOLDIER



 If you're not in love with a soldier, you can't know adventure. You don't

 know smelly gray PT uniforms that require a daily washing.  You can't
 understand green and brown camouflaged bags flooding your bedroom floor.

 If you're not in love with a soldier, you can't understand the meaning of the
phrase "going  to the field" and the weeks you spend away from each other.

 If you're not in love with a soldier, you can never imagine the hole in your
 heart when that phone call comes? "Honey, I am leaving tomorrow to go
 overseas.  I don't know how long I will be gone or exactly where I am going,
 but I want you to know that I love you - always!"

 If you're not in love with a soldier, you don't know what it's like to say
 that final good-bye. You don't know what it really means to be glued to the
 television. You don't understand fear and you can't possibly understand the
 sleepless nights of endless crying wondering if you will ever see the love
 of your life alive again.

 If you're not in love with a soldier, you can't know the immense joy, the
 uncontrollable smile, or the butterflies in your stomach when you see your
 soldier march into the family waiting area upon redeployment.  You can't
 understand the self-control it takes to stand on the other side of the room
as some higher-up gives a seemingly endless welcome home speech while all
 the soldiers stand in formation. You don't know what it's like to have
that second first kiss or what it's like to experience puppy love all over.

 If you're not in love with a soldier, you can't truly understand how to make
 every moment count because you never know when that phone call may come again.

 If you're not in love with a soldier, you can never really understand how
 very delicate life really is!



 

The Silent Ranks...

The Silent Ranks




I wear no uniforms,
 No blues or army greens.
But I am in the military
In the ranks rarely seen.
I have no rank upon my shoulders.
Salutes I do not give.
But the military world
Is the place where I live.

I am not in the chain of command,
Orders I do not get.
But my husband is the one who does,
this I cannot forget.
I am not the ones who fires the weapon,
who puts my life on the line.
But my job is just as tough.
I am the one that is left behind.

My husband is a patriot,
A brave, a prideful man
And the call to serve his country,
 Not all understand.
Behind the lines I see the things needed
to keep this country free.
My husband makes the sacrifice,
but so do our kids and me.

I love the man I married,
Soldiering is his life.
But I stand among the silent ranks
know as the Military Wife.

In Honor of My Husband (Joseph A. Precup)