Dustin and I have been saying since we were placed with Carter, we would take another child right away if we could. However, due to the expense, it makes it very difficult to imagine adopting again, when we still owe money on Carter's adoption.
Well, we really want a little girl, preferably African American. So, I was doing some research on the internet, and decided to fill out a form to see what it would be like to adopt through fostercare. Now, instantly that shoots fear into me. However, I found out they have a program that we can say we are only interested in children who are already looking to be adopted, that way they won't be taken out of our home. So, we marked we were looking for a child 0-2, preferably female, but would take either, and open to a small sibling group, we will see what they say when they call with detailed information.
As I was sitting there filling out this form, I was talking to a girlfriend who is adopting a little girl from India, and is hoping to have her home by Christmas. She gave me a blog of a friend, and there is going to be a conference in July. I am truly thinking about attending, not only for information, but I think it is important to interact with other adoptive families.
Adoption is such a different feeling. The thought of putting our family on display again in hopes of expanding our family is a whirl wind of emotions. I get so excited about adding on to our family, and yet it really makes me nervous too, when we know so little about the backgrounds of the birth families and what kind of emotional roller coaster it can be.
Anyway, here's to testing out the waters and seeing what is in store for us. Who knows what will come from it all, but hopefully the end result will be a new member(s) of our family. It could happen tomorrow or in 3 years, that is the beauty of adoption.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Hurricane Heather
We were invited up to Ponderosa camp ground this past weekend for a dear friends 35th surprise birthday party. We were both so excited to go spend sometime out of the city and with some of our dearest friends. 
I had asked my mom and Garry if we could use their pop-up trailor just in case there was some rain, we wouldn't have Carter on the ground and give us a little more protection from the rain and wind if we needed. However, I don't think we really thought it would be bad. We were just looking forward to good stories, good drinks, and good times.
We got there Friday, set up camp and was doing our best to keep the bears away. I don't know why but it really surprised me to read a sign that said be aware of bears. It freaked me out a little bit, and I was even more greatful for Garry and mom bringing me their trailor. Once we were there we started with a vodka cran and just began to enjoy our time.
Friday night there were a few sprinkles and we were in sweatshirts but it was very relaxing and a good time. However, Saturday morning was a whole new ball game.
We woke up Saturday morning and it was sprinkling. We made some breakfast at the camp fire, and just kind of dealt with sprinkling off and on. At about 1:00 there was a down pour, but it past about 30 minutes later. So, back out in the drizzles we played some cards, drank coffee, and continued to pray for sunshine.
Unfortunately, at about 6:30 the rain really began to fall and we were freezing. By 7:00 pm there was sheets of rain falling, and tarps flying. We made a run for the trailor with Carter and our 2 God-daughters, got them out of wet clothes and we all climbed into bed.
It continued to rain for another hour or more just a down pour. Finally it let up, but Dustin and I opted on not going back into the freezing, wet, muddy cold, and just called it a night. It really was such a bummer.
That night was freezing, and it continued to rain all night. By 6:00Sunday morning we were both ready to call it. I called Garry at 7:45, the earliest we dared, and asked them to come and get us. Luckily, they said they were on there way. Approximately two and a half hours later, our camp was cleaned up, trailor loaded, and we were in our warm car, with warm heat, headed back home.
The people we went with were great and we are really bummed we were rained out of our get away. We opted to name the weekend Hurricane Heather, since it was so windy and rainy over Heather's birthday party.
Highlights of the Trip:
-Jaden's stories, (he is 3 and told us he was an adult who drank coffee and grape juice)
-Heather and Nick climbing over an 80 foot tree to the very top...I think they're crazy
-Friday night's camp fire and stories
-Having Carter experience his first camping trip
-Good times with good friends!
I had asked my mom and Garry if we could use their pop-up trailor just in case there was some rain, we wouldn't have Carter on the ground and give us a little more protection from the rain and wind if we needed. However, I don't think we really thought it would be bad. We were just looking forward to good stories, good drinks, and good times.
We got there Friday, set up camp and was doing our best to keep the bears away. I don't know why but it really surprised me to read a sign that said be aware of bears. It freaked me out a little bit, and I was even more greatful for Garry and mom bringing me their trailor. Once we were there we started with a vodka cran and just began to enjoy our time.
Friday night there were a few sprinkles and we were in sweatshirts but it was very relaxing and a good time. However, Saturday morning was a whole new ball game.
We woke up Saturday morning and it was sprinkling. We made some breakfast at the camp fire, and just kind of dealt with sprinkling off and on. At about 1:00 there was a down pour, but it past about 30 minutes later. So, back out in the drizzles we played some cards, drank coffee, and continued to pray for sunshine.
Unfortunately, at about 6:30 the rain really began to fall and we were freezing. By 7:00 pm there was sheets of rain falling, and tarps flying. We made a run for the trailor with Carter and our 2 God-daughters, got them out of wet clothes and we all climbed into bed.
It continued to rain for another hour or more just a down pour. Finally it let up, but Dustin and I opted on not going back into the freezing, wet, muddy cold, and just called it a night. It really was such a bummer.
That night was freezing, and it continued to rain all night. By 6:00Sunday morning we were both ready to call it. I called Garry at 7:45, the earliest we dared, and asked them to come and get us. Luckily, they said they were on there way. Approximately two and a half hours later, our camp was cleaned up, trailor loaded, and we were in our warm car, with warm heat, headed back home.
The people we went with were great and we are really bummed we were rained out of our get away. We opted to name the weekend Hurricane Heather, since it was so windy and rainy over Heather's birthday party.
Highlights of the Trip:
-Jaden's stories, (he is 3 and told us he was an adult who drank coffee and grape juice)
-Heather and Nick climbing over an 80 foot tree to the very top...I think they're crazy
-Friday night's camp fire and stories
-Having Carter experience his first camping trip
-Good times with good friends!
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
J and Chris Wedding...Take 2
Jocelyn and Chris were married back in March, however, due to it being so quickly put together they decided to keep it little. So, Chris went off to training and J moved home to plan their big wedding. 
So, last Wednesday, June 10th Joc and Chris had their big wedding. It was so much fun and turned out beautiful. They got married at Millenial Falls, which I would highly suggest to anyone who is looking for a place to get hitched or have some kind of reception. They were able to have Cold-Stone ice cream, dancing, and even were able to get married outside. The rain broke probably 15 minutes before it was time to take the trail down the aisle.
I have included some pictures, but may add more as they come in.
So, last Wednesday, June 10th Joc and Chris had their big wedding. It was so much fun and turned out beautiful. They got married at Millenial Falls, which I would highly suggest to anyone who is looking for a place to get hitched or have some kind of reception. They were able to have Cold-Stone ice cream, dancing, and even were able to get married outside. The rain broke probably 15 minutes before it was time to take the trail down the aisle.
I have included some pictures, but may add more as they come in.
Friday, June 12, 2009
FUNNY...
Isn't it funny how often life changes. I often think about the past and everything that I have done, been through, etc. I think about the people I have met, the people I have dated, the people who bugged the shit out of me, and the people who I met, knew for such a short amount of time, and yet they have truly touched my heart. It is crazy to me to think about situations in my life, and the people who were with me at that point, and now know why they were there for me during that time...most the time.
However, I am realizing how hard it is for me to let those people go. I love to keep in contact with people and know how they are doing and what they are up to. But, sometimes I wonder if that is abnormal. I can go years without thinking about someone and then when their memory goes across my mind I can't get them out of my head. I HATE IT!
For example, the other day an old friend came across my mind. We have talked off and on forever, but he was someone I dated off and on, and so we don't talk, we just shoot e-mails occasionally. Well, it was always weird in the past when I thought about him, he usually reappeared in my life some how, for many years. The day my little boys adoption was finalized, I kept thinking of this guy and I was upset with myself.
Anyway, after several weeks of him being in my mind, my dreams, etc. I decided to e-mail him. Well, he wrote back pretty quickly and told me his mom had died the day I finalized Carter's adoption and he was struggling. I was devastated for him! I just can't imagine being as young as we are and not having my mom around. No wonder why he was in my thoughts so often. So, I wrote him back trying to ge more information and nothing.
I have not heard from him since and it makes me so sad. I have been asked by another friend why I care, and I truly don't know besides he was someone I was a really good friend with, and I am sad for him. Is this bad? I don't miss him as a boyfriend AT ALL, but as a friend, I really worry about him.
So, I just felt like I needed to write this in hopes that maybe he will leave my mind. I have had dreams about him crying and saying "Why did she have to go?" The look on his face haunts me! It is weird, I hate when this happens. I have such a hard time letting friends go, I just want to stay friends with everyone...LAME right?
Interesting post I'm sure, but I just felt like I needed to write! Have a great weekend!
However, I am realizing how hard it is for me to let those people go. I love to keep in contact with people and know how they are doing and what they are up to. But, sometimes I wonder if that is abnormal. I can go years without thinking about someone and then when their memory goes across my mind I can't get them out of my head. I HATE IT!
For example, the other day an old friend came across my mind. We have talked off and on forever, but he was someone I dated off and on, and so we don't talk, we just shoot e-mails occasionally. Well, it was always weird in the past when I thought about him, he usually reappeared in my life some how, for many years. The day my little boys adoption was finalized, I kept thinking of this guy and I was upset with myself.
Anyway, after several weeks of him being in my mind, my dreams, etc. I decided to e-mail him. Well, he wrote back pretty quickly and told me his mom had died the day I finalized Carter's adoption and he was struggling. I was devastated for him! I just can't imagine being as young as we are and not having my mom around. No wonder why he was in my thoughts so often. So, I wrote him back trying to ge more information and nothing.
I have not heard from him since and it makes me so sad. I have been asked by another friend why I care, and I truly don't know besides he was someone I was a really good friend with, and I am sad for him. Is this bad? I don't miss him as a boyfriend AT ALL, but as a friend, I really worry about him.
So, I just felt like I needed to write this in hopes that maybe he will leave my mind. I have had dreams about him crying and saying "Why did she have to go?" The look on his face haunts me! It is weird, I hate when this happens. I have such a hard time letting friends go, I just want to stay friends with everyone...LAME right?
Interesting post I'm sure, but I just felt like I needed to write! Have a great weekend!
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Spontaneous Trip to Portland
Last weekend, Nathan, Dustin, Carter and I went to Boise, Idaho to go visit a very dear friend of ours, Haley. We left Salt Lake City Friday afternoon, and headed towards Kuna. It was quite an adventure, but we got there with no major events at about 10:30 that night. We unloaded, took a tour of Halo's beautiful home, then played a wicked game of "Spin Uno!" It was a lot of fun and good to be unwinding.
Saturday we decided we were going to go to Swan Falls and look around. Well, the name was very misleading because there are no falls, just a river, but we had a great time. We put Carter in the water and he loved to splash around and play. Dustin and I also got in to just keep an eye on Peanut. We then walked around the grounds and decided to have some family pictures done. It was a lot of fun, and we really enjoyed being outdoors. We then headed up the hill, praying we wouldn't run out of gas since the light had come on and we were in BFE, and saw more fun photo ops. So, we of course took some more pictures and then moved on. We went back to Kuna, got gas, and then went and had Mexican Food, it was DELICIOUS! The rest of the day was spent at Halo's playing games, drinking margaritas, and watching movies.
Sunday morning we decided to go to Oregon. I had never been there and thought it would be fun to add another state to my bucket list goal. (Hit all 50 states by the time I'm 50) So, we drove into Ontario, Oregon for Breakfast at Rusty's. They had really good food, and it was yummy to eat some real breakfast food. As we were sitting there, we decided to drive 100 more miles to go to the Oregon Trail Museum in Baker City. So, we got back in the car and headed West on I-84.
As we were driving Haley started talking about these beautiful falls that were in Oregon, Multnomah Falls. Well, we debated for a little while and then decided to bag the museum and just head towards the falls. Shortly after that decision was made, she then brought up how close Portland is to these falls. So...we started kicking around the idea of spending the night in Portland. We made some phone calls, got a room booked and headed west for Portland.
During the drive we were able to cross a couple of bridges, that then put us into White Salmon, Washington. Sweet! Another state I hadn't been to! So we stopped looked around the little town, bought a shot glass, and kept on going.
Once we hit the falls, we decided to take pictures at Horsetail Falls, but decided to hold off til Monday for Multnomah Falls. We wanted to have some time in Portland. So, we headed towards our hotel room, checked in, and then headed downtown Portland.
We ended up eating at Kell's Irish Pub and Restaurant, and that was so fun. They had happy hour so food was $3 and the drinks were cheap. We then cruised up and down Portland roads adn the boardwalk by the Columbia River. It was gorgeous. I forget how much I love water and bridges.
We headed back to the hotel about 11:30 and crashed. We were back up and going by 6:50. We grabbed McDonalds for breakfast, gassed up, and went to Multnomah Falls. It is incredible! We were able to take the hike, and see the waterfall. It is the second tallest, year round waterfall in the nation. It was truly amazing. So, of course we took pictures and then were back on the road.
On our way, we crossed back into Stephenson, Washington, and took the road on that side til White Salmon. It is gorgeous! The water and all was beautiful. The Columbia River is incredible and full of life. We were also able to see Mount Hood, which was amazing. It snows on that mountain year round. It was a beautiful sight.
We got back to Kuna, Idaho about 4:30, packed up, and was headed back to Salt Lake City by 5:30. So, 1700 miles, 13oo pictures, 4 states, 3 shot glasses, and a priceless amount of fun and spantaneity, we arrived back to the great state of Salt, aka our home, at 11:30. Here is to spontaneity and friends who are willing to go for a ride! Cheers!
Saturday we decided we were going to go to Swan Falls and look around. Well, the name was very misleading because there are no falls, just a river, but we had a great time. We put Carter in the water and he loved to splash around and play. Dustin and I also got in to just keep an eye on Peanut. We then walked around the grounds and decided to have some family pictures done. It was a lot of fun, and we really enjoyed being outdoors. We then headed up the hill, praying we wouldn't run out of gas since the light had come on and we were in BFE, and saw more fun photo ops. So, we of course took some more pictures and then moved on. We went back to Kuna, got gas, and then went and had Mexican Food, it was DELICIOUS! The rest of the day was spent at Halo's playing games, drinking margaritas, and watching movies.
Sunday morning we decided to go to Oregon. I had never been there and thought it would be fun to add another state to my bucket list goal. (Hit all 50 states by the time I'm 50) So, we drove into Ontario, Oregon for Breakfast at Rusty's. They had really good food, and it was yummy to eat some real breakfast food. As we were sitting there, we decided to drive 100 more miles to go to the Oregon Trail Museum in Baker City. So, we got back in the car and headed West on I-84.
As we were driving Haley started talking about these beautiful falls that were in Oregon, Multnomah Falls. Well, we debated for a little while and then decided to bag the museum and just head towards the falls. Shortly after that decision was made, she then brought up how close Portland is to these falls. So...we started kicking around the idea of spending the night in Portland. We made some phone calls, got a room booked and headed west for Portland.
During the drive we were able to cross a couple of bridges, that then put us into White Salmon, Washington. Sweet! Another state I hadn't been to! So we stopped looked around the little town, bought a shot glass, and kept on going.
Once we hit the falls, we decided to take pictures at Horsetail Falls, but decided to hold off til Monday for Multnomah Falls. We wanted to have some time in Portland. So, we headed towards our hotel room, checked in, and then headed downtown Portland.
We ended up eating at Kell's Irish Pub and Restaurant, and that was so fun. They had happy hour so food was $3 and the drinks were cheap. We then cruised up and down Portland roads adn the boardwalk by the Columbia River. It was gorgeous. I forget how much I love water and bridges.
We headed back to the hotel about 11:30 and crashed. We were back up and going by 6:50. We grabbed McDonalds for breakfast, gassed up, and went to Multnomah Falls. It is incredible! We were able to take the hike, and see the waterfall. It is the second tallest, year round waterfall in the nation. It was truly amazing. So, of course we took pictures and then were back on the road.
On our way, we crossed back into Stephenson, Washington, and took the road on that side til White Salmon. It is gorgeous! The water and all was beautiful. The Columbia River is incredible and full of life. We were also able to see Mount Hood, which was amazing. It snows on that mountain year round. It was a beautiful sight.
We got back to Kuna, Idaho about 4:30, packed up, and was headed back to Salt Lake City by 5:30. So, 1700 miles, 13oo pictures, 4 states, 3 shot glasses, and a priceless amount of fun and spantaneity, we arrived back to the great state of Salt, aka our home, at 11:30. Here is to spontaneity and friends who are willing to go for a ride! Cheers!
HOORAY!!!
Okay, so this is going to be a personal post, but I am so excited I have to share!
As you all know I am chunky, I say that word because I HATE the word fat, I think it just sounds mean. Now, I know I am, but I think "chunky" makes it easier for me to deal with. LOL, I am a nerd I know.
Anyway, so back in April my Dad and Kel started talking to me about a new diet, the HCG diet. Well, it is pretty intense and takes a lot of commitment to do it. It entails an injection every day, and only consuming 500 calories. So, my mom and I went to a presentation to see if it was something I thought would really work for me.
Here is a side note and a bit of a history. I have never in my life experienced what it is like to be thin, not even slender. I came out at 9 lbs 14 oz, was two weeks early, and the doctor told my parents I was a month old. All of my siblings are very fit and gorgeous but I always have fallen short when it came to being comfortable with where I stood weight wise. I have never let it hold me back, but it always has made me question what people are truly thinking about me.
I have a lot of medical problems. My insulin is literally off the charts, and the doctors have never seen numbers as high as mine. Therefore, my body turns everything I eat and drink into fat. I have been on medication for this, and just within the last year have I been able to maintain my weight. Shortly after I graduated from college my body spun out of control. I was constantly gaining weight and no matter what I did it would keep gaining. I think a lot of people just thought I wasn't watching my intake or proportions or ....but internally it was making me crazy. I have poly-cystic ovarian syndrome, no progesterone, to much testosterone, I'm hypoglycemic and my list goes on and on. I have recently labeled myself a medical disaster.
I started seeing doctors about different things when I was 20. And since then I feel like everytime I go in they come back with something else and a new med or a new doctor I need to go see. It is always heartbreaking for me to hear the new news because I just think, great what else. Now, I realize I am very fortunate in MANY aspects because I am not diagnosed with a terminal disease. However, to live my life obese is heartbreaking for me. I want to be the fun mom, I want to be someone Carter is happy to have as a mom, not an embarassment. But, I just got to the point I didn't know what to do. I had come to terms that I was going to spend my life overweight. But, I kept telling myself as long as my meds keep my weight maintained, I will be okay. Even though I hated looking in the mirror, seeing pictures of how I used to look and how I look now, etc.
Anyway, there is a very simple look at somethings. So, 37 days ago I started the HCG diet. It has been challenging, but I have been very committed. It is not cheap and I feel like if I have a chance of being happy with me physically, I need to step up to the plate and do what it takes to get my weight down. Hopefully in doing this, my meds and being a lot more aware will help me maintain my weight as I drop.
Well, this diet says a pound a day for forty days. I have not hit that mark due to a change in meds that stopped me from losing for 9 days. But as of today, I am down 30 lbs! I have hit numbers I haven't seen since before my wedding! OMG I am so excited.
So, last night Jocelyn and I were putting on her wedding dress, and I got this idea that I should see if mine fit again. You see, probably 3 months after I said, "I do," my dress was way to little. I couldn't even attempt to put it on because it was so small. So last night I pulled out the old gown, and was willing to suck it in and squeeze and pull to get into the damn thing. But...I put it on...and....it zipped RIGHT UP!!!! It fit better last night then it did on my actual wedding day!!!! I was so excited that it really made my eyes feel with tears.
Anyway, I am continuing to do this diet and am ever so grateful for those who helped me do it! I feel the best I have felt in so long and am finally beginning to believe there is hope out there for me to not be the fat embarassing mom I have feared. So...that's it! I just wanted to post because I am so very, very excited to finally be feeling better!
As you all know I am chunky, I say that word because I HATE the word fat, I think it just sounds mean. Now, I know I am, but I think "chunky" makes it easier for me to deal with. LOL, I am a nerd I know.
Anyway, so back in April my Dad and Kel started talking to me about a new diet, the HCG diet. Well, it is pretty intense and takes a lot of commitment to do it. It entails an injection every day, and only consuming 500 calories. So, my mom and I went to a presentation to see if it was something I thought would really work for me.
Here is a side note and a bit of a history. I have never in my life experienced what it is like to be thin, not even slender. I came out at 9 lbs 14 oz, was two weeks early, and the doctor told my parents I was a month old. All of my siblings are very fit and gorgeous but I always have fallen short when it came to being comfortable with where I stood weight wise. I have never let it hold me back, but it always has made me question what people are truly thinking about me.
I have a lot of medical problems. My insulin is literally off the charts, and the doctors have never seen numbers as high as mine. Therefore, my body turns everything I eat and drink into fat. I have been on medication for this, and just within the last year have I been able to maintain my weight. Shortly after I graduated from college my body spun out of control. I was constantly gaining weight and no matter what I did it would keep gaining. I think a lot of people just thought I wasn't watching my intake or proportions or ....but internally it was making me crazy. I have poly-cystic ovarian syndrome, no progesterone, to much testosterone, I'm hypoglycemic and my list goes on and on. I have recently labeled myself a medical disaster.
I started seeing doctors about different things when I was 20. And since then I feel like everytime I go in they come back with something else and a new med or a new doctor I need to go see. It is always heartbreaking for me to hear the new news because I just think, great what else. Now, I realize I am very fortunate in MANY aspects because I am not diagnosed with a terminal disease. However, to live my life obese is heartbreaking for me. I want to be the fun mom, I want to be someone Carter is happy to have as a mom, not an embarassment. But, I just got to the point I didn't know what to do. I had come to terms that I was going to spend my life overweight. But, I kept telling myself as long as my meds keep my weight maintained, I will be okay. Even though I hated looking in the mirror, seeing pictures of how I used to look and how I look now, etc.
Anyway, there is a very simple look at somethings. So, 37 days ago I started the HCG diet. It has been challenging, but I have been very committed. It is not cheap and I feel like if I have a chance of being happy with me physically, I need to step up to the plate and do what it takes to get my weight down. Hopefully in doing this, my meds and being a lot more aware will help me maintain my weight as I drop.
Well, this diet says a pound a day for forty days. I have not hit that mark due to a change in meds that stopped me from losing for 9 days. But as of today, I am down 30 lbs! I have hit numbers I haven't seen since before my wedding! OMG I am so excited.
So, last night Jocelyn and I were putting on her wedding dress, and I got this idea that I should see if mine fit again. You see, probably 3 months after I said, "I do," my dress was way to little. I couldn't even attempt to put it on because it was so small. So last night I pulled out the old gown, and was willing to suck it in and squeeze and pull to get into the damn thing. But...I put it on...and....it zipped RIGHT UP!!!! It fit better last night then it did on my actual wedding day!!!! I was so excited that it really made my eyes feel with tears.
Anyway, I am continuing to do this diet and am ever so grateful for those who helped me do it! I feel the best I have felt in so long and am finally beginning to believe there is hope out there for me to not be the fat embarassing mom I have feared. So...that's it! I just wanted to post because I am so very, very excited to finally be feeling better!
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
A Soldier in Our Family!
As many of you know, my little sister has married the love of her life, Chris. They have been together nearly 3 years and have been through a ton. What people may or may not know is my little sister married a soldier. Chris is a rocket scientist, literally, for the United States Air Force. He is about to become a First Lieutenant in June, which is a big deal, and he deserves a huge congratulations!
In late February, Chris put in to deploy to Afghanistan. He had put in for several others and not received it, and I think thought that was going to be what happened again this time. However, the next day he was told he had been accepted and would be touring with the U.S. Army. This started a whirl wind event of a wedding, packing their house, and moving J home and Chris heading for a two month training.
Over the last two months, Chris has been through hell and back both physically and emotionally, preparing for life overseas. Which is probably to be expected. However, what I didn't really realize was what it is like for the family. I mean, I figured for the wife of a soldier it would be HELL, but just being a sister-in-law has been overwhelming at times. There is truly not a day that I don't pray for Chris to return home safely.
Now, I need to vent on some of the things my little sister has been through. She is very sensitive to Chris's feelings and is always talking to him trying to make sure their marriage remains strong. They have shared with each other their fears, their hopes, etc. and I believe it is truly making them stronger. However, people who know Jocelyn but not very well have said some horrible things to her, and it makes me want to beat them and knock some sense into them. For example, someone had this conversation with her.
Jocelyn says, "I need to go by an American Flag and hang it at my house." Anonymous person says, "Jocelyn, I would hold off on that for a little bit." Jocelyn, "Oh, how come?" Anonymous, "Because you will receive the flag off of Chris's coffin." I want to know who in the HELL would EVER say something like that to a soldiers wife. I mean, really....REALLY!!! Who even would dare say that!
There has been other things said and I just am in awe of the lack of common sense and the lack of courtesy people are showing to the men in the military.
So here is what I have to say. To the Men and Women who are serving our country...Thank you! That sounds so trite when you are literally putting it all on the line. To the Men and Women and Children who have family serving our country, thank you for putting it all on the line. To the rest of us, rather we support the war or not, we ALL should be supporting the men and women who fight daily for us to bitch about everything else going on in the world and not have terrible consequences, and show compassion for the families who are going through a living hell waiting for their loved one to return!
In late February, Chris put in to deploy to Afghanistan. He had put in for several others and not received it, and I think thought that was going to be what happened again this time. However, the next day he was told he had been accepted and would be touring with the U.S. Army. This started a whirl wind event of a wedding, packing their house, and moving J home and Chris heading for a two month training.
Over the last two months, Chris has been through hell and back both physically and emotionally, preparing for life overseas. Which is probably to be expected. However, what I didn't really realize was what it is like for the family. I mean, I figured for the wife of a soldier it would be HELL, but just being a sister-in-law has been overwhelming at times. There is truly not a day that I don't pray for Chris to return home safely.
Now, I need to vent on some of the things my little sister has been through. She is very sensitive to Chris's feelings and is always talking to him trying to make sure their marriage remains strong. They have shared with each other their fears, their hopes, etc. and I believe it is truly making them stronger. However, people who know Jocelyn but not very well have said some horrible things to her, and it makes me want to beat them and knock some sense into them. For example, someone had this conversation with her.
Jocelyn says, "I need to go by an American Flag and hang it at my house." Anonymous person says, "Jocelyn, I would hold off on that for a little bit." Jocelyn, "Oh, how come?" Anonymous, "Because you will receive the flag off of Chris's coffin." I want to know who in the HELL would EVER say something like that to a soldiers wife. I mean, really....REALLY!!! Who even would dare say that!
There has been other things said and I just am in awe of the lack of common sense and the lack of courtesy people are showing to the men in the military.
So here is what I have to say. To the Men and Women who are serving our country...Thank you! That sounds so trite when you are literally putting it all on the line. To the Men and Women and Children who have family serving our country, thank you for putting it all on the line. To the rest of us, rather we support the war or not, we ALL should be supporting the men and women who fight daily for us to bitch about everything else going on in the world and not have terrible consequences, and show compassion for the families who are going through a living hell waiting for their loved one to return!
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