“To the ones that DESERVE TO BE SERVED…I AM COMMITTED TO YOUR SUCCESS!” -RML
I remember five years ago standing in a gym telling a fellow gym babe that my ideal job would be to work with the military inside and outside the office. TODAY I am doing it! I am more than proud of the work I do daily. #changinglives 😉
I remember struggling with my divorce from a US Marine for many reasons. But for this specific: I was a proud military spouse that wanted to support her USMC man in every way. Those moments you don’t understand why things happen the way they do, REMEMBER, it will ALL work out for good…if you TRUST yourself and the process.
HINDSIGHT: I was able to step into my current job due to my experience as a military spouse. Don’t question where you are. Just know it is right.
TO ALL my military peeps that TRUST me daily with your heart, mind, and past…THANK YOU!!!!!!!!
And…TO ALL those that have supported me in this dream, THANK YOU!
Thank you Poppy for your service to this country. You are my hero.
Some of you, if not all, have read my blog: “SERVCE”. It was originally written 29, March, 2014. One of my first. I have published it twice since then due to the impact it had on me and where I AM TODAY:
“I am committing to serving them right now. I will volunteer my time and career to serving this population of people. Whether by listening to their stories, connecting them to services or holding their hands. Whether supporting the families at home while their loved ones are away, or contacting our government officials to discuss the benefits they deserve…I will serve them. Whether by researching and making forward progress into treatment modalities that will assist them in processing their experiences and leading successful post-war lives, I will serve them.”
SERVICE-29, March, 2014
This entry is passionately riffed as the subject matter is near and dear to my heart. Please read and comment. Please allow yourself to feel my words. Thank you for reading.
How many of you know someone who has served this country? I am sure you all do. These are the men and women, past and present, who have given up their freedoms to protect ours.
My gratitude for the military is beyond words to express. I really have a hard time verbalizing my gratitude, my respect, admiration and utter love for this population.
The ones that… during the draft of Vietnam, watched the old black and white TV in their parents living room sat scared shitless as their number was drawn. Could you imagine this feeling? I can’t. Or while the love of your life, your son, husband, boyfriend, nephews number was drawn. Imagine.
And to the women that nursed these men back to the best health they had the ability to. For the women that served this country on the sidelines, seeing the blood and guts while hearing the same things the men did in the trenches. The smell of gasoline, the feeling of blood and the loss of a friend.
Or the ones that came home ready for a ticker tape parade and instead being spit on. Pride in their hearts and pain in their soul.
Or the ones that received the word that their child, spouse or friend had given it all for the betterment of our lives at home. Imagine.
These are the 18 year old boys (not old enough to drink legally) that say, “Sign me up. I mean I don’t have a better option. My folks are poor, I wasn’t given the opportunity to go to college, I live in a small town and don’t wanna work at the gas station, so I think I will sign up for a job that feeds me three meals, gives me a bed and pays me less than minimum wage.”
Or the ones that decided, “After college, I will commit to continued excellence by now, giving at least four more years to the betterment of this country and the men and women in the military. I want to develop leaders by being a leader.”
Or the girl that thought, “I can do this. I will show them, I will prove to myself and to the world, that I am strong, that I matter, that I am enough to fight for this country.”
Or the ones that courageously said Post 9-11, “SIGN ME UP! I am proud and honored to protect this country from an attack of this impact.” Without looking at any details of the attack or the governments involvement, they said without a blink of an eye, “I will serve, I will commit my life, I will forge forward and I will make a difference.”
Or the woman that says, “Go, my love. I will support you. I will be here when you return with my arms wide open, ready for your return, no matter the impact it has on you, me, or our family. I will love you if you return without a limb, return with a tremendous amount of stress in your mind, and the inability to connect for…a while.”
Or the parent that accepts with pride as they watch their son or daughter get on that bus and drive away for bootcamp, knowing that there is the possibility that this little person they grew in their womb and in their homes would be able to hold a gun, fight for our country and lose their life.
(Alan Jackson’s Song, “Where Were You (When The World Stopped Turning)” just came on Pandora…Thank you for the confirmation of my inspiration this am)
Or the child that watches, possibly unaware, of why Mommy or Daddy is leaving again. Smiling, they hug them, giggling they squeeze their neck while the parent holds back the tears to be strong for their family. “See you soon, baby. Daddy will be back before you know it.”
I will forever and ever and ever, admire, respect and SUPPORT our military. Despite political opinions, sex, race, sexual preference, SES, education…THANK YOU!
How can we serve them? How can we give them back a teaspoon of what they give and gave us?
I am committing to serving them right now. I will volunteer my time and career to serving this population of people. Whether by listening to their stories, connecting them to services or holding their hands. Whether supporting the families at home while their loved ones are away, or contacting our government officials to discuss the benefits they deserve…I will serve them. Whether by researching and making forward progress into treatment modalities that will assist them in processing their experiences and leading successful post-war lives, I will serve them.
The ones that DESERVE TO BE SERVED…I AM COMMITTED TO YOUR SUCCESS.
I AM SO GRATEFUL FOR YOUR SERVICE.