Wednesday, October 20, 2010
It's funny how the littlest things in life are the hardest things to ask for. My family is going through a rough spot. We need prayers but asking for it is so hard. When you ask people want to know why you need prayers or what they are praying for. I'm sure some have good intentions but most are doing it just to be nosy and confirm their suspicions that they are in a better position than you are. I'm not trying to be mean or cruel but its just how people are. I don't want to go into specifics but we really need prayers that things will fall into place for us.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
So last night I got a rare treat. My husband home. He gets to stay until tomorrow night and I am excited. This morning I was laying in bed watching a movie and playing on my computer while he laid in bed and slept. When he actually does get to sleep in his own bed I have decided he can sleep forever, so I generally just hang out in there with him until he wakes up. Luckily for us the kids have today off of school as well so we weren't disturbed by the alarm clock either.
As I looked over at him sleeping I thought about how lucky I am that I get my husband at home in bed with me even though its not often. I will have him here for at least one holiday, Thanksgiving or Christmas, this year. I get to talk to him on the phone daily, and even if he isn't at home with me a lot of times he is able to visit family on his travels. That makes us lucky. It reminded me of the thousands of American soldiers and their spouses and families that will not get to see their loved ones for even one holiday this year. They are instead over seas fighting a war that they may or may not agree with but they do it anyway because they signed up to defend their country and that is what their country has asked of them. They are selfless. They don't hesitate to put their own lives on the line to make certain that I can sleep in my bed, eat the food of my choosing, and watch my movie while my husband snores softly next to me. They do it for me, someone they have never met and probably never will meet.
I often make certain to drop a letter or card in the mail for a soldier somewhere fighting for me. I ask my girls to do it as well and they are always so eager. I am thankful for that as well. I am so grateful that they realize the importance of thanking someone for doing such a selfless act for them. I am thankful that they realize the importance of our troop and they give them the respect they deserve. I have witnessed my eight year old walk up to perfect strangers in the airport and thank them for keeping her safe, by the way every time we go to the airport we see a lot of soldiers heading either home or too their deployment. It brings tears to my eyes every time this happens, not only that she is thankful, but that they ALWAYS take the time to say your welcome and show appreciation to her as well. I can't personally thank every single soldier or write a letter to every single one but I can sure as heck try.
I would like to ask every person that reads this blog to stop and write a letter or send a holiday card to a soldier, not one you know or already communicate with, but one that you have never met. There are many of them out there that never get a letter or a package, how disheartening that must be for them! Even if you don't agree with the war or our current government or whatever, realize that they are there doing their jobs, doing what is asked of them. They deserve our respect. If you don't know where to find a name of a soldier that doesn't receive much if any mail let me know. I have lists and lists of them. If you would like to make a care package they appreciate that as well. They love cards, letters, snacks, magazines, anything really to let them know that they are being thought of.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
So for the past week and a half or so I have been taking my girls to school and then driving over to the park and walking. I thought I was going to start the C25K but I am too out of shape. I decided that I would start walking at least 3 days a week and get my stamina up and then will start the C25K, so I wont get so frustrated and just give up.
The park I go and walk at is really nice. They have mapped out the park in different zones and tell you the distance of each zone. If you walk the perimeter of the park it is 0.8 miles. So I set a goal for myself to walk 20 miles this week. Five times around the park each morning is four miles and doing that five times a week will accomplish my goal.
Monday I walked the full 5 times around no problem. Tuesday I took our great dane, not the wisest idea, she is still going through her puppy stage, is VERY friendly, assumes that EVERYONE wants to pet her, and she still doesn't grasp the concept of the leash. So after two laps of her frightening every person in sight just by here sheer size and gaining a major blister on my hand from reigning her in I gave up. Wednesday I decided to take my overweight male pug, Bruno. He did ok until the fourth lap then he just laid down and wouldn't move. Ugh. So if you are counting I have now walked 4 miles the first day. 1.6 the second day, and (after two extra trips to the garbage can to dispose of Bruno droppings) about 3.5 miles ... 9.1/12...
Today I took our youngest pug, Ellie, I was determined to make up those extra laps, all four of them! Every day I have been out walking thus far I have passed a nice little guy that always says hi and asks me how I am doing (he walks the other way and he says hi to everyone not just me btw). Today he stopped me for a second and asked me if I work and if not if that is the reason he sees me everyday. I answered and kept on my way. On my sixth lap, and a couple of more times of passing him later, he asked my name and asked if he could walk with me. I said sure no problem. He started telling me all sorts of things about himself and we chatted for a long time while walking. I not only did my 4 extra laps but one more. A total of 10 :)
I walked 8 miles and made a new walking buddy. He asked if he could walk with me again tomorrow. I am excited not only to have someone to chat with and make the time pass by quicker but to learn from him. He is older, has a wife, has 4 children, 9 grand children, is a retired architect, is originally from the Philippines, and is very well traveled! I think that is just awesome, I love listening to stories from other people about the things they have done and seen.
I'm glad I have kept up on my exercise, it allowed me to make a friend!
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