29 May, 2011

Remember {Military Monday}

Taken from an article in the newspaper:

A Simple Thank You

Last week, while traveling to Chicago on business, I noticed a Marine sergeant traveling with a folded flag, but did not put two and two together. After we boarded our flight, I turned to the sergeant, who'd been invited to sit in first class (across from me), and inquired if he was heading home.
 

No, he responded.

Heading out I asked?
No. I'm escorting a Marine home.

Going to pick him up?
No. He is with me right now. He was killed in Iraq. I'm taking him home to his family.

The realization of what he had been asked to do hit me like a punch to the gut. It was an honor for him. He told me that, although he didn't know the Marine, he had delivered the news of his passing to the Marine's family and felt as if he knew them after many conversations in so few days. I turned back to him, extended my hand, and said, Thank you. Thank you for doing what you do so my family and I can do what we do.
Upon landing in Chicago
the pilot stopped short of the gate and made the following announcement over the intercom. 

"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to note that we have had the honor of having Sergeant Steeley of the United States Marine Corps join us on this flight. He is escorting a fallen comrade back home to his family. I ask that you please remain in your seats when we open the forward door to allow Sergeant Steeley to deplane and receive his fellow Marine. We will then turn off the seat belt sign."
 
Without a sound, all went as requested. I noticed the sergeant saluting the casket as it was brought off the plane, and his action made me realize that I am proud to be an American.

So here's a public Thank You to our military Men and Women for what you do so we can live the way we do.
 
-Stuart Margel -- Washington, D.C.

28 May, 2011

More reasons my age is catching up with me....

For those that follow my blog, you know that I have a brother and sister that are quite a bit younger than myself.
In fact they will be 20 on Tuesday!
Their age doesn't really affect me so much as their milestones.
A few major ones have crossed my baby brothers path in the last few weeks!

May 7th was his last day in a cadet program for a police department and he graduated with perfect attendance!!

Jesse and Brittaney:

 No, not everyone else is short, my baby brother is quite tall!!!
Pictured L-R: Brittaney (my brother's fiance,) Jesse, my dad, my mom, and my older brother.

Yep you caught that word correctly in the description!! F I A N C E!!

On May 14th, he took his girlfriend of 4 years to Multnomah Falls in Oregon and proposed!!!!

 


Congratulations J and B!!
They are planning an August 11, 2012 wedding, if you want to know about their story see their wedding site!

Its all relative

Long holiday weekends are the hardest without J home, (obviously.)
All the Marines are off for 4 days barbecuing all the time and having get togethers and that's when it the hardest for me to suck it up and stay positive.
Not only that, we are having unseasonably cold weather for southern Cali right now and it just kinda makes it gloomy.

SOOOOOOOOO that being said, I am going to put up a few posts of non holiday positive notes!!!

One of my husband's little brothers, his girlfriend and son, are down visiting some of her family in Palm Springs, so they drove over to see us this past Thursday afternoon. I hadn't seen D since probably soon after our wedding back in 2004, so it was nice to catch up! This was also the first time Turtle and Monkey had met ANY of their cousins.
Little J will be 2 in September, but even with the age difference between the 3, all of them had a blast and wore themselves out for nap time!

D, C and J:

 Apparently its cool to rub your cousins head!

 Crack ups: :)















Thank for the visit you guys, we had fun!!!

26 May, 2011

blogging blues

Hi all,

I'm not sure what is up, but ever since my computer died a sad death, I just cant seem to put some paragraphs or anything cool together in my head.

Right now my life just seems to be consisted of one liners for Facebook and pictures.

One of my husbands younger brothers and his family are going to be visiting us today, so hopefully I will be putting up some pictures of that soon.

Hope you are all doing well and not minding my funk. Right now I am in my typical deployment zone out mode that I fall in to quite easily!

23 May, 2011

Military Monday {week 7}

For all of you who wake up in the morning, lay there for a few moments, trying to swallow the sick feeling in the pit of your stomach as you wonder where your man is, or how he's doing...this is for you.

For all of you who start a countdown the minute he leaves, and continue to until he is back in your arms again...this is for you.

For all of you who tear up every time "Far Away" comes on the radio, or who press repeat when "Come Home Soon" plays in their car...this one's for you.
For all of you who see Military billboards, ads in the paper, or commercials on TV and next notice the tears rolling down your cheeks, this is for you.

This is for you.

I am one of you too. This is for us.

For all the times we sleep with our phones on the loudest possible volume, just as to not miss the call that just MIGHT come...
For all the times we roll our eyes when another girl is depressed because she hasn't seen her guy in a week...

For all the times we hear our guy's name mentioned out loud, and are momentarily frozen...in a trance...in love.
For all the late nights that we spend alone, cuddling with our stuffed animals, wearing our guy's sweatshirts and sweatpants, and clutching the precious dog tags around our necks...

This one's for us.

We may feel weak on the inside, but on the outside we're strong.
We may be drowning in tears on the inside, but on the outside, we are a rock.
We may want to crawl in bed and sleep until our man comes home, but instead, we get up and go on with our daily lives with our men in our hearts.
We may feel like we're slowly dying with each day we spend apart from our men, but instead, we put one foot in front of the other, and take each day as it comes.

We are strong, and we are proud.
We have more love in our hearts than we ever thought possible, and for this, we are thankful. We are thankful for our men and also for each other. We are Military gals, and we lean on each other.

Alone we are weak, but together, we are strong. We help each other, and we survive.

To all you Military gals out there, hold your head up and be proud.
We are connected, ALWAYS.
~Unknown 

17 May, 2011

BYE BYE

My computer died a sad death last Friday night.

So I am soooooo behind.

Haven't read any of your posts.

Haven't created any posts.

Just been crying over the months worth of pictures that somehow didn't get backed up or saved and are gone forever in less I can find a geek I can trust, (which is highly unlikely.)

So at some point I will get me new computer organized and get caught up on reading y'all's wonderful insights, but until then, don't forget about me! ;)

08 May, 2011

I needed to be reminded what this was all about...

So I feel the need to apologize.
I too jumped on the bandwagon about feeling sorry for myself.
I read something yesterday morning, that at first kinda made me defensive and mad, and then kind of got me thinking.

Anyone, that has EVER been a mother has had tough times.

We have all had those down in the dumps, feeling unappreciated moments, where it seems like its just easier to wallow in our self pity.

So if we ALL had those moments, then that means OUR moms had them too.
We were once very young children/babies who required way more love than we returned. Our moms had moments where they cried (or screamed) in the bathroom just wanting a break or to feel appreciated. They too had husbands that weren't always the best about making them feel special or loved.

My mother-in-law was a single mother for a good amount of time. I am sure she had moments where she thought she just couldn't do it by herself anymore.
My mom was married but my dad was a long haul truck driver who was gone for days at a time when my older brother and I were little. She spent many a time on her knees crying out to God.

So why is it when days like today come along that I turn it into a Marcella holiday?

The only reason that I am even able to celebrate the holiday is because my mom and mother-in-law went through the tough times first.
Those reasons should make me want to celebrate them all the more today and completely take my eyes off myself!

So Mom and Laurie, today I celebrate YOU!
You guys are the ones that laid down the path for me to follow today.




Happy Mother's Day, I {we} love you!!

07 May, 2011

Continue On

Hmmm, I think the following must have been written for me:

A woman once fretted over the usefulness of her life. She feared she was wasting her potential being a devoted wife and mother. She wondered if the time and energy she invested in her husband and children would make a difference. At times she got discouraged because so much of what she did seemed to go unnoticed and unappreciated.
It was during these moment of questioning that she heard the still, small voice of her heavenly Father speak to her heart.
You are a wife and mother because that is what I have called you to be. Much of what you do is hidden from the public eye but I notice. Most of what you give is done without remuneration. But I am your reward.

-Roy Lessin
"And whatsoever ye do, do it heartily, as to the Lord, and not unto men; Knowing that of the Lord ye shall receive the reward of the inheritance: for ye serve the Lord Christ."   
~Colossians 3:23-24

04 May, 2011

Can we just skip it...again?

Okay, so last year I wrote what I consider a great Mother's Day post.
So this year, I'd think I can get a pass. ;)

But no really, I have been struggling with it for a few weeks now. I love my mom, but ever since I became a mother, my attitude about it hasn't been the greatest. This will be my 4th Mother's Day and I have been alone for 3 of them. It kinda just makes me want to skip over them and celebrate just my mom and mother-in-law another day.

Don't hate on my husband, but he sucks about remembering (or caring) about holidays. And when he's deployed he really loses track of time/days/holidays, so he never remembers.
Do not get me wrong, when he does buy me gifts he does an awesome job; but he's not a sentimental, remind you how he feels, sappy romantic....(he's a guy.)

So for 3/4 of my Mother's days, I have been stuck by myself with the kids who are usually sick, or cranky, or not bringing me breakfast in bed.

Get this: My first Mother's Day as a mom, J was in Iraq and we had a Tornado warning all night long. I spent 20 minutes at 5 in the morning huddled in the closet with my 3 1/2 month old daughter and our dog while tornado sirens went off!

Maybe you kinda understand my want to just skip the holiday for now......

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Update:
As I laid on the floor this afternoon, writing out this post in my head, my children were climbing all over me and my daughter pretended to give me a massage....
Ok, maybe I shouldn't be feeling so sorry for myself. 
There are two HUGE reasons why I should do my best to enjoy the day!

2nd update: Never mind, my son just took a huge chunk out of my gum with his fingernail.....I take my first update back! ;)

03 May, 2011

If I had a nickel......

....for every Biblical, political, peace, love and war argument that has gone on the last 2 days....
......well you know the rest!

Lets just say I could buy my husband out of his contract! 
{Not that we would want to....he serves for a reason.}

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~I AM A MILITARY WIFE:
We got married on September 11th for a reason.
Josh was soon to be leaving for boot camp and we wanted a reminder every time things got tough in this military lifestyle on why he was doing this.
We know what the mission is.
We know this is war and people will die.
I am proud to be an American, and May 1st, 2011 was a major victory for our country!

~I AM ALSO A CHRISTIAN:
We all have sinned and fallen short.
Christ died for all of us including Bin Laden.
No one should wish another human dead.
"Do not rejoice when your enemy falls, and do not let your heart be glad when he stumbles." -Proverbs 24:17

As you can see these two life choices have collided greatly and the arguments and evil things that have been said have brought my blood pressure to a point that my medication was not working.

One person even went on to say our troops are sinning by protecting our country.
Many said we should just turn the other cheek.
I am not joking people.
Its like they are saying: we support our troops, but only when they aren't killing our enemies.

I finally posted this on facebook:

"-As Christians we are convicted because of what we believe.
  We are all sinners.
-As military families we are glad that our friends did not die in vain and our spouses fought/fight for a reason.  
I am not celebrating because a human died.
I am relieved that 3000 plus people on 9/11 and thousands of Americans troops did not lose their lives for no reason!!"

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A bloggy friend wrote this post yesterday and I couldn't have agreed more: On Osama and the Gospel 
Check it out. She is a Holy Spirit lead writer. 

I tend to write off of raw emotions when my hot buttons are pressed.

Please join me in praying for our troops, their families and our country. As we all know, this war is FAR from over and this latest accomplishment is just going to stir up a bunch of beehives regardless of how great it was.

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02 May, 2011

military monday

The Unseen Veteran

    To understand military life, or what it feels like to be the proud wife of a marine, you need to experience it.

    One day he was here and now he is gone…
    He isn’t beside me in bed…
    His scent slowly fades, as does the full memory of his face…
    I can barely remember the familiar sounds of him at home. I long for comfort when I have a nightmare. I want him to hold me. I wait for those comforting letters or phone calls that come after what could, would be three months of silence.
    Now I look upon single parents in awe. I learn to do what they do, until my husband comes home. I don’t need a man to put a crib together, take care of the car, or to take out the trash. I have learned to be empathetic. I have become self-sufficient…
And even though these are wonderful things, I would give up everything that I have learned to bring him home RIGHT NOW!

    When I think that I cannot go on, I rely on my routine so that I can support my husband while he defends our freedom, and I know I am not the only one.
                           I am an unseen veteran!
    So are all the military spouses out there.
    WE have different battlefields. Our maps have pins in the countries of worry, heartache, and loneliness.  Our battles will end when our husbands are in OUR arms again.
    Until that day, I say thank you to all the invisible soldiers who are there for each other…
                            …who are there for me.
    We lend a strong shoulder when needed and keep up the brave front at home. The war could not be won without us!

~Author Unknown