Paying My Respects

Soldiers, sailors, pilots, marines, they have paid the ultimate price for our freedom: their lives. Some of have made it back, some have gone on to peaceful places that don’t include the living. Being away from family and friends for long stretches of time is hard, wondering how everyone is coping and everything is running smoothly. Of course, they have a job to do and they do it well.

Being a former Navy wife, I can understand the incredible sacrifice the armed forces make each day and their families as well. Think about it.  They are making touch decisions regarding our freedom and how to make the best of what could be a terrible situation, particularly in war torn areas. Or maybe they are in a place where the family just can’t go because the stay is too short. Loved ones that stay behind must tend to the children if they have them, take care of the house, and make of all the decisions alone.

Taking on the mentality that no one else is going to do this so I might as well, and no need for anyone to be worrying, you just do what you have to do. Feels good to know that you are capable of making things work on the home front.

The armed forces also have to make the daily operations run with precision, without error  hopefully. Everyone has to work together as a team and pay attention to any changes and any special instructions. They help each other in time of need, of injury, they’re family. Moving from one place to the next is common and to be expected. After all it is active duty. Can’t expect to stay put in one location for the rest of your enlistment.

Traveling around the world and stateside, all of the men and women who have served and are serving and will serve deserve to be remembered for now and always. Even if we don’t always understand everything they do or agree that they have to ship out during a special occasion, we salute them and love them anyway. I stand at attention to all of you, past, present and future.

 

 

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