Hidden Sacrifices

Hello my friends,

It has been quite awhile since I last wrote. Recently, there have been some events in my life that have caused me to really examine who I want to be as a person, and the type of person I want to become. I enjoy writing, it is a release of sorts to me. So I am going to try and start blogging again, mostly for myself but I hope you get some enjoyment out of it. I want to continue to bring humor into much of what I write, mostly because it keeps me looking at the bright side of life. I look back on my previous posts, and while they bring a smile to my face, I also remember how scared and alone I felt at times. I didn’t write about that, perhaps to try and pretend like I was above all of that, I am not really sure, but going forward, I am going to be as real as I can here. I am going to share my joys, my griefs, my delights. There will be short thoughts, there will be rambles, there will be humor. But mostly, there will be realness. And truth. Thank you for your patience and encouragement, it means the absolute world. And please, if you feel inclined, share your truths with me as well.

About 90 minutes after this picture was taken, it felt like half of my heart was being ripped out of my chest.. I had to say goodbye for quite awhile to the man who had become my other half. But before that, as I was walking around watching all of the pre-deployment festivities take place, I realized something that really shifted my views on this country.

I saw wives clinging to their husbands of less than a year, trying to memorize and re-memorize every feature of their faces, I saw grown men stroke their daughter’s ponytails and tear up as they thought about the months of their lives they were going to miss, I saw late term pregnant mother’s rubbing their stomachs, watching their husbands load up their gear into the bus that was about to take them away, knowing they were going to miss the birth and first few months of their child’s lives.

I saw women who were trying so hard to be brave for their Marines and would only let a tear slip or their chin tremble when he wasn’t looking.

I saw couples getting ready to go through this for the seventh time.

I saw strength and courage and sacrifice that I have never experienced before, I saw what makes this country great. It’s the constant sacrifices of thousands of men and women, children and families who are torn from what they hold most dear to their hearts, so that millions of Americans never have to experience the pain that comes from such separation. Before Keegan, I had always heard about the great service our military does for our country, but until I literally watched hearts breaking right in front of me, and felt my own shatter, I never knew the depth of that sacrifice.

And the thing that really is getting to me, is I still don’t.

These men and women are willing and ready to sacrifice their very lives for people they will never meet. I will never fully be able to fully grasp such an honor, but I will always be so incredibly thankful to them, to all of you, for what you have given up so I can be free.

Thank you, and thank you to the families that stand behind these men and women.


Much love to all,