Do I have proven to be an awful blogger. I don't keep up like I should. So here is the 411...
Today is military spouse appreciation day. I didn't receive a card or some recognition. Wanna know something? I didn't care. My husband is a veteran. He served 8 years, he put his life on the line in Iraq, he is the one with the emotional scars and lives with it every day. I have not lived a life like he has. I do not see what I have done to earn recognition like that. I am the wife who waited for him on long trips, who made sure his uniform was pressed and clean, who made sure his belly was full and his heart happy. I was a wife, just like the fireman, the policeman, the garbage man, and the plumber have. They do not have a day to recognize them. What makes us so special? Because we spend more nights alone? I doubt that. Do you know that there are men down here in Louisiana who spend 2 weeks away from their family, then one week home, then are gone again? They do not get Christmas or holidays off unless it is on their work scheduled week off. They work hard off shore doing dangerous work. Their spouses do not get recognized.
So, to sum up my little soap box speed here, I am proud to be a Veteran wife, but I do not see what I have done that was above and beyond extraordinary to make me feel like I deserved a day.
OK..
Now that that is over with, here is some great news. I'm going to see my parents for 3 weeks! I leave Sunday night. I can't wait!!!!!
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