Holiday Greetings for the Troops
By: Colleen | December 10, 2008 | Category: Home and Family
I somehow managed to go a full weekend without checking my email. (To this point, I've been able to be blackberry-free, but I don't know how much longer it will last.) When I finally logged back into my electronic life, I was excited to see I had lots of messages awaiting my attention. Sally Field's "You like me, you really like me!" played in my mind and I couldn't wait to see which of my loving friends were dying to fill me in on their lives.
Apparently, none. Every single message was a company alerting me of a sale that weekend or an airline telling me about new low rates should I want to spend part of my already cold enough DC winter in the even colder North Dakota. So much for the love.
Few things in life thrill me more than getting something in the mail other than a bill or finding a nice note from a friend in my email box on a slow Monday morning. Just think how much greater that feeling is when you're far from home and serving your country in dangerous conditions.
Particularly during the holiday season there are lots of ways to show the troops our support. Some are as simple as sending them an e-mail. It only takes a few minutes, and will surely bring a smile to the faces or our men and women in service. Here is a list of many organizations through which you can send your support. If you're putting together a care package, here are some tips for mailing your treats. Be sure to do it soon—the holidays are here sooner than you think! Are any of your loved ones currently serving? What are your plans to bring cheer to their holiday?
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I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the
sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..
To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."
"It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at 'Pearl on a day in December,"
Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of 'Nam',
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."
" So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
"Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son."
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."
LCDR Jeff Giles, SC, USN
30th Naval Construction Regiment
OIC, Logistics Cell One
Al Taqqadum, Iraq
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Thank you for sharing this with us.
Thomas
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Joan
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Anyway to my brother, and all our other men and women Protecting our country overseas i want to say a heartfelt thank you, and let you know we are praying for you daily.
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