Monday, July 6, 2009
Happy Independence Day!
I had a wonderful Fourth of July Celebration. We started it out by having our VERY OWN parade on our street. The kids decorated their bikes with red, white, & blue streamers and balloons. My older two boys carried the flag down the street with my oldest Daughter marching behind. *While wearing scout shirts). Then all the kids hopped on their bikes and rode up and down throwing candy while we played Lee Greenwoods "Great Defenders". Cheesy? yes. But the kids loved it and I got to avoid the crowds that are associated with the parade. I miss the days when we lived in Payette and the parade circuit went right behind our house. We had family over for a barbecue for Dinner. My parents, my sister and her hubby and his brother, my uncle Alden, and my brother from Twin Falls and his wife. It was so fun to sit around and enjoy adult conversation. We discussed political subjects, which I hadn't done for quite a while. I loved it. That night we drove to Menan, to enjoy their fireworks. I loved them. The kids "oohed and aahhed" the whole time. It just feels me with gratitude for celebrations.
This is the first time also, that I have seen the Birthday of our Country through the eyes of an army wife and it was interesting. When the military was mentioned in tributes, I now belonged to that family, and more importantly, I knew my husband was one of those they were talking about. I know of his great service first hand. We, as a family, would much rather have him here, but if he has to be gone, I can't think of any better reason. I have felt pride for the military for a long time. My Dad and Father in Law are both veterans. Two of my brother-in-laws are both members of the military. Cousins and dear close friends are in the military. I felt our roots ran deep. Now, it is obviously deeper. I am proud to be the wife of an American Soldier.
Paul is the most honest man I know. I know without a doubt that he truly loves me. His concern for me is so touching. It's funny that the times we talk, he's concerned about me dealing with everything here. Yet, I know his daily tasks are WAY more demanding. But that's the kind of guy he is. He is so much more concerned with others than with himself.
It is amazing to think that it's already been 10 weeks since he left. I miss him every day and it feels surreal at times that it's been that long. It gets me excited to know that in 3 more weeks, we'll be 1/2 way through.
I am so thankful for the freedoms of my country. I have always felt quite patriotic. Patriotic songs make me cry. I love to be in a large group singing patriotic songs and feeling the amazing spirit that settles there. I get filled with pride every time I gaze at our flag. I am so grateful to be able to live in this free and beautiful country. I have visited 25 of or 50 states so far, and have beauty of all different kinds in each one. I look forward to seeing the rest someday.
I am thankful to be married to my best friend and hero. I do have my very own knight in shining armor, only he chooses camoflage and combat boots for his uniform.
I just feel so extremely grateful and blessed. My life is good.
This is the first time also, that I have seen the Birthday of our Country through the eyes of an army wife and it was interesting. When the military was mentioned in tributes, I now belonged to that family, and more importantly, I knew my husband was one of those they were talking about. I know of his great service first hand. We, as a family, would much rather have him here, but if he has to be gone, I can't think of any better reason. I have felt pride for the military for a long time. My Dad and Father in Law are both veterans. Two of my brother-in-laws are both members of the military. Cousins and dear close friends are in the military. I felt our roots ran deep. Now, it is obviously deeper. I am proud to be the wife of an American Soldier.
Paul is the most honest man I know. I know without a doubt that he truly loves me. His concern for me is so touching. It's funny that the times we talk, he's concerned about me dealing with everything here. Yet, I know his daily tasks are WAY more demanding. But that's the kind of guy he is. He is so much more concerned with others than with himself.
It is amazing to think that it's already been 10 weeks since he left. I miss him every day and it feels surreal at times that it's been that long. It gets me excited to know that in 3 more weeks, we'll be 1/2 way through.
I am so thankful for the freedoms of my country. I have always felt quite patriotic. Patriotic songs make me cry. I love to be in a large group singing patriotic songs and feeling the amazing spirit that settles there. I get filled with pride every time I gaze at our flag. I am so grateful to be able to live in this free and beautiful country. I have visited 25 of or 50 states so far, and have beauty of all different kinds in each one. I look forward to seeing the rest someday.
I am thankful to be married to my best friend and hero. I do have my very own knight in shining armor, only he chooses camoflage and combat boots for his uniform.
I just feel so extremely grateful and blessed. My life is good.
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