I Bet You Didn’t See it on the News…

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img alt="Alice Walker" border="0" height="622" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/18ba1b81960f85605b82d2a7d33c0280/tumblr_mpm4j8t3jF1qzvsqto1_400.jpg" style="background-image: none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color; border-style: none; border-width: 0px; display: block; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" title="" width="580" /></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">I strive to do this most of the times, but today, I almost failed at my attempts at “finding the brighter side…”<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><span style="font-family: Lucida Handwriting; font-size: x-large;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: Lucida Handwriting; font-size: x-large;">As I get older, I realize that the thing I</span><br /><span style="font-family: Lucida Handwriting; font-size: x-large;"> value the most is good-heartedness.</span><br /><span style="font-family: Lucida Handwriting; font-size: x-large;">— Alice Walker</span><br /><span style="font-family: Lucida Handwriting; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>    The week of love reverie that I started this week was drastically interrupted today with unsettling news. The type of unsettling news your heart senses is coming and leads you to fervently pray for your hubby and his comrades as you stand in your kitchen about to have your first cup of coffee. The kind of unsettling news that make you tuck your phone in the waist of your pants because you are sure you are going to get a call to confirm what your heart senses. This was my scenario this morning.   Although I hinted that we had entered deployment number 10 or 11 last year(I've lost count because there has been so many), my blog for the most part is devoid of the stresses of being a military spouse going through the umpteenth deployment.  As military families, we tend to be resilient and not show weakness.  We hate being pitied and at first glance, you probably think we have it all under control. However, that is a far cry from our reality.<br />  <br />     This brings me to the unsettling news that I bet you didn't hear about in the news.  When the call came like I sensed, it was brief and I learned that there was one fatality. I later learned that actually two heroes were killed and 4 of their brothers were injured. Though he is fine, my hubby was right there. I need not say more about the emotions that I have encountered today. On the day of departure for this deployment last year, one of the fallen heroes was with his family in the same parking lot as we were bidding farewell and sharing “see you soons…” And today my hubby had to place his body on a plane <b>IN</b> a <b>CASKET. </b>  <br /><br />     I am disappointed that our heroes seem to not have a voice. I am disappointed to see people pretend there isn't a war.  I am disappointed that people don't care. The children, the families left behind are real.  All day today through intermittent tears, I watched my boys play and all I could see was their Dad. I saw his eyes in Z and little Ian is a muscle man just like him. I will not pretend and say I am fine because I am not. However, I will continue on in true military fashion.  I am very thankful for the outpouring <a href="http://designaddictmom.blogspot.in/2014/02/the-week-of-love-part-2.html">love</a> and support that I received via <a href="https://www.facebook.com/designaddictmom">fb</a>, <a href="http://twitter.com/designaddictmom">twitter</a>, texts, and phone calls this morning when I initially shared about the one fatality. That gives me hope to know that there are people who still give a damn.<br />  <br />  <b>RIP to the fallen heroes and I pray for  full recovery for their wounded brothers. I also pray for the unsung heroes, the families of the fallen who are left behind</b>. xx</div>

I Bet You Didn’t See it on the News…

I strive to do this most of the times, but today, I almost failed at my attempts at “finding the brighter side…” As I get older, I realize t...

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Have a Great Memorial Weekend!

<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgboEIhLtC4l38kUfoRkXm9sLH-NYgeR7Wre-bTpWsw7RmtPVAZ8gfjczDq7CXLeh1mjLOJis2D6whwHz2PgPtZEYyIKslOfLrl4fwJbeU-mIIXmCrrTPWvFglKorL0axlB-2nMp8huKQJ2/s1600-h/017_blake11.jpg"><img alt="017_blake" border="0" height="468" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxSaVrZSMK4JPaXfsA_6K6Epf5Tw5SJidH-5SbGIw8INRuJA90qZmsvNGvOg45lKreQt8BsnQ8lCeYaCQi5rK1eccGh7GPvIvXH2ekCqd62586ENg91L_6TNmbDbCBXHCdpWjt6nfVj7Qr/?imgmax=800" style="background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" title="017_blake" width="700" /></a><br /><div align="center">If you know a military vet, spouse, or family, thank them for their service.  The boys and myself are just over the moon that our own hero will be home to celebrate Memorial Day with us this year. Blessings and have a safe and enjoyable weekend my friends! XX</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">p.s. this pic is one of my faves. Thanks <a href="http://www.leahartmanphotography.com/"><strong>Lea.</strong></a></div>

Have a Great Memorial Weekend!

If you know a military vet, spouse, or family, thank them for their service.  The boys and myself are just over the moon that our own hero w...

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Broken Hearted.

<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYS-eVlj8xj9PAS0xHO8RZCzdcS6CWFzqAYuTZ1hp6lGzv9e4-DCebBgHJ7Lw2yzElp_sRh5z_ic0uRfqOslSNwq6MPpkVLHVjjayJFllYh34asFPDsce1ABZtsxvVLM55BekE4kTaDR5i/s1600-h/PicsArt_1342657608102%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img alt="PicsArt_1342657608102" border="0" height="768" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIoSoijVkzByNZ-z5b7oDxB1TQDuwBlQetcmcgp9dksHyZbyBLUkmkzrgH78hv6GPBSngl3Otz61ObFDzG9-xzNSayH_80b5fVxqqC3DbhtT8J_5INmQQ47QRapubCzCD0rmUYrzsi62mA/?imgmax=800" style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" title="PicsArt_1342657608102" width="576" /></a><br /><div align="center">Barely home, and now he’s off again. The hubby is being whisked off to war again for another deployment and I’ve been an emotional wreck. We’re close to the ten times mark for the number of times that he’s left and I’d say that’s way too many for just one family. Enough is enough, don’t you think?  Wearing the title of army wife, military spouse is usually a great honour.  However,  it’s become quite burdensome and emotionally draining… XX</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">P.S. On another note, most of you have been on a couple deployment journey with me, given me virtual hugs etc. Thank you. That makes y'all family:-)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">P. P.S. That’s my new wall paper in the background(in the powder room). When I’m in a better mood, I’ll show you the bathroom makeover.</div>

Broken Hearted.

Barely home, and now he’s off again. The hubby is being whisked off to war again for another deployment and I’ve been an emotional wreck. We...

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