• 5 Minute Friday,  Community,  Deployment,  Family

    5 Minute Fridays | Perspective

    1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking2. Link back here and invite others to join in.3. Please visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments.  ——————————————–  When he packed his things in that old Cat bag and I made sure to fold the clothes over a photo in a frame it felt familiar. When he drove away and my heart couldn’t take the burden it was an old feeling. When I sobbed into Samson I felt like I was home again – bitterly. But when the pain subsided quickly. When I went outside to get the coffee…

  • Army,  Deployment,  Family

    Out of our Nightminds

    This is kind of an older post, I wrote it on July 17, 2008 but I didn’t post it on here. 🙂 So here it is. So my person’s husband, Levi, is back from his 13 month deployment to Iraq. He’s home. It’s over. Through heart wrenching goodbyes, frustrating phone dates, sleepless nights Beth has been strong and been an absolutely incredible mother. She has done something that many women cannot do. She not only stayed faithful to her husband, but she constantly and increasingly adored him, all the while raising their young son. Today I had a few beautifully surreal moments. I was doing something on my computer with…

  • Army,  Deployment,  Love,  Marriage

    More Than Survival

    This is an essay I wrote for my English class. I think it could be helpful…. When a soldier leaves for war, his mind is filled with the stories he has heard from his contemporaries, images he may have seen on a previous tour that still haunt him, perhaps thoughts of how long until he will see his home again. When a married soldier leaves for war he is thinking about the wife he is saying goodbye to, making sure that he has left everything in order so that she will be able to take care of things, and hoping the days go by quickly until he is back in…

  • Deployment,  Family

    Ode to Beth

    For TV dinners and lots of FrapsMy morning self won’t covet naps. And for everything that’s in the hapsI guess all we can do is yak. You make me smile with your rants and ravesAbout this stupid “bastard” state. We love our men and we hate to wait,But that’s just what is on our plate. Oh, my person, you’re an answer to prayer.On “Sedberry’s Anatomy” you’re a main player. Right now you’re typing just over thereAnd I am creating a laugh we’ll share.