Military Spouse Appreciation?

Today is military spouse appreciation day. So I just wanted to share this poem with y'all.

The Silent Ranks
Author Unknown

I wear no uniforms, no blues or army greens.
But I am in the military in the ranks that are rarely seen.
I have no rank upon my shoulders.
Salutes I do no give,
but the military world is the place where I live.
I am not in the chain of command orders I do not get,
but my husband does this I can no forget.
I am not the one who fires the weapon,
who puts my life on the line,
but my job is just as tough I am the one that is left behind.
My husband is a patriot a brave and pride filled man.
And the call to serve his country not all understands.
Behind the lines I see the things needed to keep this country free.
My husband makes the sacrifice, but so do our kids and me.
I love the man I married. Soldiering is his life,
but I stand among the silent ranks known as the military wife.

gone again

And he's gone again....I hate when he's gone. But I'll survive.

not  much else to say at this point

I am, Are you?

As I was getting ready for a date with my husband tonight, I couldn't get my hair right, then it was my outfit, then my jewelery, then my make up. It got me to thinking.

The average woman is size 6 or above, so what is it in ourselves that makes us think we need to be stick thin? I've been stick thin before, and I didn't look good. In fact I've had more people tell me that at my current weight I look better than I ever did in my teens and early twenties.

So why is it, that knowing I appear "more" attractive now, than I did then do I still yearn and try to be that size "0" again?

The media and society has conditioned us to think that we MUST be barbie doll thin, and yet that's not right.

I may not be a size "0" any more, and I may not be able to turn sideways and "disappear" but you know what I'm ok with that.

God's made me the way I am, he's the master creator. Look at the mountains capped by snow, or a sunset on the beach, or dolphins swimming in the ocean. Could we as simple humans honestly make anything more beautiful than the masterpiece's God's already created?
I don't think so, so why do we keep ridiculing our selves?

I am a master piece created by God! And I will proudly accept who I am!

Will you?

up...up....up

I find that when I'm down on my knees is the best time to look up. This new year has started off really hard. Huge problems on a massive scale that I never thought I"d have to to face again. Issues that wont go away and hurt's that shatter a heart.

But I'm starting to see that through it all, God put me on my knee's so I'd look up. I'd spent most of 2011 focused on "my new life" "My new husband" "My new role as a stay at home mom" and I'd forgotten to focus on him. Why is it that we have to be on our knees before we look up?

The problems arent solved, nothing's changed but I'm more at peace because I'm realizing that its not me, I've got to trust that God will take care of everything.

belly button....

you are not my friend.....but at least you motivate me....

I finished my work out today....and will continue too.

Day 1 of my new years resolution down....

364 days left to go.....

Not Always....

I'm not always as strong as I should be. Sometimes I still cry and sometimes I still loose my head. It feels like the whole worlds been turned upside down in the last 2 days, and the tears don't seem to stop. I know that we'll get through it and we'll survive.