Happy 4th of JULY

One of my favorite pictures from the night. 

I hope you had fun!

Happy to be an American! Over 400 people became citizens in central Florida on July 4th, 2013

Our family spent a day at the beach with a sunburn to prove it. We had fun our son wants to move to a beach house he seen for sale. I think he went insane. I love the beach and all but all the sand gets on my nervous it gets in every crack you have. Seriously rethinking a beach wedding last time we were there we seen a wedding set up. The bride looked beautiful. She was complaining about the sand. My hubby and I just looked at each other like yup I know what you are thinking. I love the beach don't get me wrong I just can't do the sand thing everyday. I might change my mind my hubby did set us up to look at some. We will see how it goes wish us luck. 

This day means so much more !

It's anniversary of the publication of the declaration of independence from Great Britain in 1776. Patriotic displays and family events are organized throughout the United States. I seen a number of houses displaying our American flag that made me proud to be an American. I couldn't help to think of loved ones still overseas frighting for freedom. They are fighting to come home in one peace. When they do come home nothing will be the same. Many will have to fight for benefits fight for a job and fight the battle they left behind. Friends they lost friends they used to have fight the battle inside themselves. It's called PTSD soldiers will come home and not know what to do. No one understands what they seen or had to do no one will understand. They expect a solider to come home jump right into the life they once had. This has bothered me since my step-father went to fight in Desert Storm. I try and help anyway I can from buying coffee from a Cup of Joe. 

http://www.greenbeanscoffee.com/coj/

My son writes a letter every week to Thank a solider.

http://www.thankasoldier.net/

The Soldier: - By Charles M. Province

It is the soldier, not the reporter, who has given us freedom of the press.
It is the soldier, not the poet, who has given us freedom of speech.
If you can read this message thank a teacher,
If you are reading it in English of your own free will THANK A SOLDIER!
It is the soldier, not the campus organizer, who has given us the freedom to demonstrate.
It is the soldier, not the lawyer, who has given us the right to a fair trial.
It is the soldier, who salutes the flag, who serves under the flag, and whose coffin is draped by the flag,
who allows the protester to burn the flag.
To all the brave men and women who have dedicated or given their lives
to protecting this country and it's freedoms:
Thank you.

https://www.facebook.com/MilitaryMindsYT?fref=ts

Take a peek and see if you can help. 

https://www.facebook.com/pages/Military-Minds-Spouses/441543835866153?fref=ts

Memorial Day

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We can never thank these fallen soldiers, and their families, enough. Let us all keep them in our thoughts and prayers. Be humbled. Be gracious! Be grateful Be Kind listen if someone wants to talk it's hard for soldiers to talk about the past.

Here are a few links to take a look at that supports our Military.


https://www.facebook.com/MilitaryMindsYT?fref=ts




https://www.facebook.com/pages/Military-Minds-Spouses/441543835866153?fref=ts



https://www.facebook.com/MyMilitaryWifeLife?fref=ts

Military Wife's Poem

Military Wife's Poem is something that hits home I just had to share it. Many people forget that the family of someone in the Military is just as hard as the one who left.



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I let you go a second time

You came back with more pain and hurt in your eyes.

That soon faded into black

You stared a stare so dark and lifeless

It just didn’t make any sense to me?

I always though my husband could never get PTSD

All day long I’d see a life less man

A man who has a million mile stare

Who would jump for no reason?

Angry at nothing and always in despair

Through the night you’d toss and turn, you’d sweat, you’d cry

You would always say I should’ve died

I told you something was not right

All you would do was deny

Paranoid beyond belief

Something was going on you could not control

You didn’t understand which way to go?

Who is this man? This man with no soul

The man I married had so much more

He cared, he cried, he laughed

He would always kiss me good night

I demanded to get my husband back

This man next to me is just not right

There came a time I drew the line

You realized that it is now the time

Time to get help before you fade

You wouldn’t be another soldier in the shade

You served our country

You’ve paid the price

It’s clear to see

More rough times then good

Seems like the way it shall be

I have hope and faith that one day

This invisible wound will disappear

Until that day

I will help fight the fight

Be by your side day and night,

For this journey that we call our life

I always see little hints of what use to be

I know that someday it will be

The real Joe and Me…

Thank you Mel Rusty...just beautiful ♥

 

 

 

 

https://www.facebook.com/PlacesInTime?ref=hl#!/pages/Military-Minds-Spouses/441543835866153

A Soldiers' Promise

 I thought I would share this with the world since It brought me to tears.It breaks my heart so many families have to go though this everyday. Everyday I am thankful my hubby is home. I can only hope and pray God will do the same for these families. God bless them all. Thank you for your service.  I thank all of your families as well.



A Soldiers' Promise:
I cannot promise you every night of my life. I cannot promise to be beside you for every difficult moment, every trial, and every hardship. In truth, I can promise you that I will not be...

with you for most. I will leave you at inconvenient times. 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, 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 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. 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 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 fibre of my being while you do the same back at home. I will honour 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. And I will carry you with me in everything, until my boots once again sit just inside our door.

https://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Military-Minds-Spouses/441543835866153

Military Minds

https://www.facebook.com/#!/MilitaryMindsYT

I have talked before about helping our Military Men and Women in many blog post. I read a story of a 23 year old Marine who shoot some of his co-workers. It makes me sick that he went to serve our country and in return he gets nothing. No help Nada! I'm so sick of hearing about Marines and other Military killing themselves and others. Where is our government to help these men and women? I don't think our society does enough for our soldiers. They sacrifice so much for our freedom. It makes me upset that people are just thrown away like yesterday trash. I come from a Military family. My stepfather was in the Army who served in Desert Storm in 1991.  My grandpa also served in Army which made my Uncle follow his foot steps. Like father like son. Sadly they both passed away not because they died in war. However it left a lifetime of scares. My Uncle had many problems trying to deal with what he had seen and did. No one understood him at all but a few who served with him. My Uncle Don Served in Korean War. It is not talked about much we never hear about it. Just like this war we are in now. People have forgotten we have troops that are still in Afghanistan . We need to get them out. My husband and my cousin both are Marines who served. My cousin was overseas three times.My hubby once which made being married to extraordinary man who will stop at nothing to see his family. He came home safe to our children. Our men and women need our support.  My other Uncle Bob served in the Vietnam War war who seen his share of Violent things. Take a visit over to Military Minds on facebook or www.greenbeanscoffee.org to buy our troops some coffee. Please help where you can they need us. Send an email to one just listen to what they say it may just save their life. It is a little bit of chaos coming from a background like this. I think it only makes you a stronger person inside and out. You learn to appreciate the little things in life like grass.God Bless our Men and Women please pray for their safely.
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This is the story I talk about above. It's something that should have never happen if he had the help of others to enforce that it is okay to feel the same way you did overseas. Like Military minds on facebook there are people who can help.

http://news.yahoo.com/ex-marine-tweeted-killing-coworkers-09-065333045.html

John 15:13

"Greater love has no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends."
John 15:13

We salute those who fight day after day for our freedom. Thank you

Big Thanks to my cousin Shawn, My Uncle Don,Grandpa(Papa),My Wonderful Husband Steve and Step-Father Tony, Rolando,Step-Brother Tony and everyone who has served. Love ya all

When a soldier comes home!

When a soldier comes home, he finds it hard to listen to his son whine about being bored. To keep a straight face when people complain about potholes. To be tolerant of people who complain about the hassle of getting ready for work. To be understanding when a co-worker complains about a bad night's slept. To be silent when people pray to God for a new car. To control his panic when his wife tells him he needs to drive slower. To be compassionate when a businessman expresses a fear of flying. To keep from laughing when anxious parents say they're afraid to send their kids off to summer camp. To keep from ridiculing someone who complains about hot weather. To control his frustration when a colleague gripes about his coffee being cold. To remain calm when his daughter complains about having to walk the dog. To be civil to people who complain about their jobs. To just walk away when someone says they only get two weeks of vacation a year. To be forgiving when someone says how hard it is to have a new baby in the house.

The only thing harder than being a Soldier.. Is loving one.