Day 55 still

OK I am not so sure I wanted to make sure I gave a bit of a feed back to my comment left for me. It is not easy to have to be the strong one all the time. Heidi you need to make sure you know you are not alone. It is really hard. You have a very good reason to be proud of him but be proud of yourself as well. I took a long time to figure out that I was not the only one going threw the deployment thing. It is tough and I have managed to make it threw this is my 4th all since 2000. So to me it is part of life now. It is great to have the babysitting. I pray for someone to call me up and say hey I will come get the kids why don't you enjoy a hot bath and shave your legs in which rarely happens while he is gone. LOL I will have to shave my legs soon lol. You know I think I want to share a poem tonight with you and anyone that is feeling like it is so hard to get by. There are so many out there. Maybe I could start making sure everyone saw my favorites. So this time I will include 2.

SILENT RANK

Author Unknown

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'm not in the chain of command, orders I do not get.

But my husband is the one who does, this I cannot forget.

I'm not the one who fires the weapon, who puts my life on the line.

But my job is just as tough.

I'm the one that's left behind.

My husband is a patriot, a brave and pride-filled man.

And the call to serve his country not all can 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 known as

the Military Wife.

THE MILITARY WIFE

The good Lord was creating a model for military wives and was into His sixth day of overtime when an angel appeared. She said, 'Lord, you seem to be having a lot of trouble with this one. What's the matter with the standard model?'
The Lord replied, 'Have you seen the specs on this order? She has to be completely independent, possess the qualities of both father and mother, be a perfect hostess to four or forty with an hour's notice, run on black coffee, handle every emergency imaginable without a manual, be able to carry on cheerfully, even if she's pregnant and has the flu, and she must be willing to move 10 times in 17 years. And oh, yes, she must have six pairs of hands."
The angel shook her head. "Six pairs of hands? No way."
The Lord continued, 'Don't worry, we will make other military wives to help her. And we will give her an unusually strong heart so it can swell with pride in her husband's achievements, sustain the pain of separations, beat soundly when it's over-worked and tired, and be large enough to say, 'I understand,' when she doesn't, and say 'I love you,' regardless."
The angel circled the model of the military wife, looked at it closely and sighed, 'It looks fine, but it's too soft."
'She might look soft,' replied the Lord, 'but she has the strength of a lion. You would not believe what she can endure.'
Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek of the Lord's creation. 'There's a leak," she announced. 'Something is wrong with the construction. I am not surprised that it has cracked. You are trying to put too much into this model."
The Lord appeared offended at the angel's lack of confidence. "What you see is not a leak,' he said. "It's a tear.'
"A tear? What is it there for?' asked the angel.
The Lord replied, 'It's for joy, sadness, pain, disappointment, loneliness, pride, and a dedication to all the values that she and her husband hold dear."
'You are a genius!' exclaimed the angel.
The Lord looked puzzled and replied, 'I didn't put it there."
Author Unknown