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A poem for thought. - 1/2/2004 8:02:33 AM
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Highlander
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Military Families Sacrifices
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You probably didn't realize who was sitting next to you.
You rattled on about how silly this anti-terrorist war is,
and that it's just a political ploy.
You said you'd never let your son run off to fight,
and you'd throw a fit if they just sent your husband off.
At that point, I almost turned around and told you who I am.
I am a military spouse.
Life in the military has never been easy.
It means low pay with no overtime,
watching your husband go to work with a fever
because the doctor didn't deem him sick enough for the day off.
It means years of rules and protocol that wear on you
like a dripping faucet late at night.
Don't even get me going on the weekly inspection of our yards.
We live with Terms like "Exercise" which means 12 hour shifts.
And "TDY," which means your spouse is gone for up to 180 days.
And "Remotes," which means your spouse is gone for longer than 180 days.
And finally, "PCS," which means your whole family is going on this ride.
Don't get me wrong, whining is not my intent here.
While the road we've been down in the military
hasn't always been paved; it's been a good life.
My kids know you don't wait to make friends
because you never know how long they'll be here.
We know how precious good friends are even when miles separate us.
It wasn't always in vogue to be patriotic.
Sept. 11 helped turn that tide, but flags are fading around here again.
My husband is TDY (temporary duty) right now.
I'm not allowed to tell you where.
I'm 26 days into a 109-day TDY.
There have been too many times I have needed him here.
Forget the running of the home fort-there are kisses and hugs
that should be taking place.
I lie in bed and try to recall what his breathing sounds like next to me-
or I hear the door open and try to envision him walking in from work.
What I would give to hear his clear voice without telephone static and
worrying about how much the phone call will cost us.
Then the deep fear - what if this separation becomes permanent?
Distance is a horrible thief of what is precious,
because it only reminds us of how precious it is.
You kept on talking for a while.
I then realized I was picking up your tab.
You could sit there freely and give your opinion
because of the military families like ours.
We are paying the price for your freedom.
I've heard it said that soldiers of the past, present and future pay for the flag.
Nah, we're the threads it's woven with.
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I have to block out thoughts of you so I don’t lose my head
They crawl in like a ****roach leaving babies in my bed
Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I’m alone
Playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home
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my grandma does that. I don't even like to visit her anymore. You would think she would support our troops considering her husband retired from the Army and fought in Korea. She lives comfortably now because of the men who fight for her freedom everyday.
