The sacrifices our Military make on behalf of us as a Country is tooo great!!!! They give up more than anyone WILL ever know.
Life Challenge: If you know of a Service Member who is struggling reach out your arms today and give them a hug. They "ALL" need it.
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'Twas The Night Before Christmas
This poem was written by a Marine
stationed in Okinawa Japan.
'TWAS THE
NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS,
HE LIVED ALL ALONE,
IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF
PLASTER AND STONE.
HE LIVED ALL ALONE,
IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF
PLASTER AND STONE.
I HAD COME
DOWN THE CHIMNEY
WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE,
AND TO SEE JUST WHO
IN THIS HOME DID LIVE.
WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE,
AND TO SEE JUST WHO
IN THIS HOME DID LIVE.
I LOOKED
ALL ABOUT,
A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE,
NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS,
NOT EVEN A TREE.
A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE,
NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS,
NOT EVEN A TREE.
NO
STOCKING BY MANTLE,
JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND,
ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES
OF FAR DISTANT LANDS.
JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND,
ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES
OF FAR DISTANT LANDS.
WITH
MEDALS AND BADGES,
AWARDS OF ALL KINDS,
A SOBER THOUGHT
CAME THROUGH MY MIND.
AWARDS OF ALL KINDS,
A SOBER THOUGHT
CAME THROUGH MY MIND.
FOR THIS
HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT,
IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,
I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER,
ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY.
IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,
I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER,
ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY.
THE
SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING,
SILENT, ALONE,
CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR
IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME.
SILENT, ALONE,
CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR
IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME.
THE FACE
WAS SO GENTLE,
THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER,
NOT HOW I PICTURED
A UNITED STATES SOLDIER.
THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER,
NOT HOW I PICTURED
A UNITED STATES SOLDIER.
WAS THIS
THE HERO
OF WHOM I'D JUST READ?
CURLED UP ON A PONCHO,
THE FLOOR FOR A BED?
OF WHOM I'D JUST READ?
CURLED UP ON A PONCHO,
THE FLOOR FOR A BED?
I REALIZED
THE FAMILIES
THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT,
OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS
WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT.
THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT,
OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS
WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT.
SOON ROUND
THE WORLD,
THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY,
AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE
A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY.
THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY,
AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE
A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY.
THEY ALL
ENJOYED FREEDOM
EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR,
BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS,
LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE.
EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR,
BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS,
LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE.
I COULDN'T
HELP WONDER
HOW MANY LAY ALONE,
ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE
IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME.
HOW MANY LAY ALONE,
ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE
IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME.
THE VERY
THOUGHT
BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE,
I DROPPED TO MY KNEES
AND STARTED TO CRY.
BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE,
I DROPPED TO MY KNEES
AND STARTED TO CRY.
THE
SOLDIER AWAKENED
AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE,
"SANTA DON'T CRY,
THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE;
AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE,
"SANTA DON'T CRY,
THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE;
I FIGHT
FOR FREEDOM,
I DON'T ASK FOR MORE,
MY LIFE IS MY GOD,
MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS."
I DON'T ASK FOR MORE,
MY LIFE IS MY GOD,
MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS."
THE
SOLDIER ROLLED OVER
AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP,
I COULDN'T CONTROL IT,
I CONTINUED TO WEEP.
AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP,
I COULDN'T CONTROL IT,
I CONTINUED TO WEEP.
I KEPT
WATCH FOR HOURS,
SO SILENT AND STILL
AND WE BOTH SHIVERED
FROM THE COLD NIGHT'S CHILL.
SO SILENT AND STILL
AND WE BOTH SHIVERED
FROM THE COLD NIGHT'S CHILL.
I DIDN'T
WANT TO LEAVE
ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT,
THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR
SO WILLING TO FIGHT.
ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT,
THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR
SO WILLING TO FIGHT.
THEN THE
SOLDIER ROLLED OVER,
WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE,
WHISPERED, "CARRY ON SANTA,
IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE."
WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE,
WHISPERED, "CARRY ON SANTA,
IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE."
ONE LOOK
AT MY WATCH,
AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT.
"MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND,
AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT."
AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT.
"MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND,
AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT."
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THIS IS A *MUST READ* ESPECIALLY IF YOU ARE A LOVED ONE OF RETURNING TROOPS...PLEASE DON'T THINK THAT YOUR'S DOESN'T FEEL THIS WAY; NOT ONE OF THEM COME HOME UNCHANGED.
Landon Steele: (COMBAT MEDIC.)
"I think we are at a turning point. With troop
withdrawals and military downsizing we face a homecoming as never before seen
and I’ve been thinking about it a lot. For many warfighters we will come home
to an empty and unwelcome home, whether that be an actual house, job or
country. We have not been fighting a year long tour or a four year campaign, we
have been thrust in and out of two different worlds for a decade. A world back
home where we are, in the minds of those who knew us before, the person before the
wars and the person we have had to become in order to fight deployment after
deployment after extended deployment.
I think it’s funny how civilians back home who knew us say
that we come home “kind of empty and different”. Not so says I. We have come
home heavy. We have come home with an extra person inside of us, a person who
can pass out candy to foreign local children one minute and shoot those
childrens’ neighbor the next should we have to, loose a brother or sister in
our arms a few seconds later and go right back on mission the next day. We come
home with that person and no one back home knows how to talk to them. That
person inside of us can’t communicate with civilians because we speak a
different language. It’s the person who sits on the “TC” side of our
girlfriends’ car and says “Clear right” at a stop sign, it’s the person who at
Thanksgiving dinner when everyone says Amen at the end of the prayer
accidentally replies “Hooah”, the person who doesn’t see a bag of trash on the
side of the road as trash but a 155mm shell in a black plastic bag. The person
we come home with inside of us walks different, talks different and most
assuredly feels different.
Lord knows that “coming home” (if we really ever do) is the
hardest battle we have ever fought and many of us simply return to combat as a
soldier or like myself as a private contractor because we feel at home in war.
The fight to fit in, in the U.S. is a lonely one. In combat I never felt tired
or weak for very long because when I was there was a brother to my right and
one to my left and their shoulders were broad and strong, we were there for
each other. Not so much back home! We come home to a VA health system that most
days, as a healthcare provider myself, I think is doing its upmost to kill us
and a society of “Occupy Whatever Street” filled with people who have NO clue what it means to occupy anything more or less a hostile country. We are
home but the person we brought back with us, the warfighter inside, is not.
Warfighters we have made a huge strategic error. When you
were in Basic Training if a TI or DI or Petty Officer or Drill Sergeant ever
caught you by yourself what did they ask you? “Hey dummy where is
your Battle Buddy?!!” Am I right? Well where are our Battle Buddies? We must be
our brothers and sisters keepers. We were losing 18 veterans a day to suicide
and with thousands of troops getting out and returning to a world where they
feel they have no purpose we must reach out to and sometimes carry our
Battles’. We didn’t leave each other behind on the battle fields so it would be
a shame to leave each other behind now that we have come home and as long
as we have each other it is home."
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Great Resources at your hands:
Below is a link to resources for service members returning home from OEF ~ Afghanistan or OIF ~ Iraq.
This is an extensive list of resources for the service member, family member and the children.
http://dpi.state.wi.us/sspw/pdf/oef_oiffamilyresources.pdf
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Great Resources at your hands:
Below is a link to resources for service members returning home from OEF ~ Afghanistan or OIF ~ Iraq.
This is an extensive list of resources for the service member, family member and the children.
http://dpi.state.wi.us/sspw/pdf/oef_oiffamilyresources.pdf
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