Spc Timothy
An unusual occurrance. Our SPC Timothy was online for a while one day last week. He replied to an email I had sent. We emailed back and forth.
Update; He will be coming home in a few months. For his 12 days leave. Then he will be going back. For a few months.
Needless to say, when I read he was coming home, I was really glad!! Yes! When they come home for good, it's like a sigh of relief. He made it!! His job is serious. Life threatening. I think any soldiers job overseas is. Because of the tenuous situation that exists.
For me, the most important part of being an Angel is that we support him for the duration of his tour. Our soldiers are members of our family. Tim is like a younger brother. We are super proud of him, and his accomplishments!!!
So we support him any way we can while he is over there. Then I figure he will come home, get on with his life. We may never hear from him again. Some soldiers just want to get on with there lives. I am a part of that part of their life, they would just as soon get past. That is fine.
Always remember we started out as complete strangers. We got incredibly lucky with Tim because he is friendly, has a sense of humour, and doesn't mind we are doing this. He doesn't mind some strangers involving themselves with his life.
The second update;
After he returns for the three months he will be going back overseas. For another tour.
ACH!! Here we have him home and safe. And he is going too return? He doesn't seem bothered by it. I think in some ways he has acclimatized himself to being over there. I, in turn panicked. How do people do this? My respect for military families has always been high. But even higher now. Another year? I emailed him, "well, we will stick with you for that one as well if you like."
In panic mode though I sent an email, to someone I know that has been where he is supposed to be going. "Can he ask you questions about the place if he has any?" The person responded, "I would be glad to answer any questions he has." This is an incredible thing about life. Sometimes I believe we meet people, not for ourselves. But for people we know. I just happened to meet someone who will be where he is going? No, I believe there is purpose to this. I am just a bystander saying; "here is the source utilise it." It's not for me, it is for them.
Another year? Its an honor and a privilage to support these brave men and woman. Our family learns alot. About living life too the best of our abilities regardless of the circumstances. About sacrifice, too complete what we start. Personal sacrifice. Dedication. Believing in something. Even though many others don't. One day at a time. Finishing the day, knowing they did something worthwhile.
They don't think they are inspiring. Actually can get embarrassed if we tell them they are. Oh, its just a job. No, it is not. It means alot too those of us over here. It means I can have my job and car. Say what I want, even if it is ignorant. Freedom isn't a word, it is a way of life. One we take for granted. One they let go off when they sign up for there time. Serving our beautifull country.
God Bless our Armed Forces!!!
Update; He will be coming home in a few months. For his 12 days leave. Then he will be going back. For a few months.
Needless to say, when I read he was coming home, I was really glad!! Yes! When they come home for good, it's like a sigh of relief. He made it!! His job is serious. Life threatening. I think any soldiers job overseas is. Because of the tenuous situation that exists.
For me, the most important part of being an Angel is that we support him for the duration of his tour. Our soldiers are members of our family. Tim is like a younger brother. We are super proud of him, and his accomplishments!!!
So we support him any way we can while he is over there. Then I figure he will come home, get on with his life. We may never hear from him again. Some soldiers just want to get on with there lives. I am a part of that part of their life, they would just as soon get past. That is fine.
Always remember we started out as complete strangers. We got incredibly lucky with Tim because he is friendly, has a sense of humour, and doesn't mind we are doing this. He doesn't mind some strangers involving themselves with his life.
The second update;
After he returns for the three months he will be going back overseas. For another tour.
ACH!! Here we have him home and safe. And he is going too return? He doesn't seem bothered by it. I think in some ways he has acclimatized himself to being over there. I, in turn panicked. How do people do this? My respect for military families has always been high. But even higher now. Another year? I emailed him, "well, we will stick with you for that one as well if you like."
In panic mode though I sent an email, to someone I know that has been where he is supposed to be going. "Can he ask you questions about the place if he has any?" The person responded, "I would be glad to answer any questions he has." This is an incredible thing about life. Sometimes I believe we meet people, not for ourselves. But for people we know. I just happened to meet someone who will be where he is going? No, I believe there is purpose to this. I am just a bystander saying; "here is the source utilise it." It's not for me, it is for them.
Another year? Its an honor and a privilage to support these brave men and woman. Our family learns alot. About living life too the best of our abilities regardless of the circumstances. About sacrifice, too complete what we start. Personal sacrifice. Dedication. Believing in something. Even though many others don't. One day at a time. Finishing the day, knowing they did something worthwhile.
They don't think they are inspiring. Actually can get embarrassed if we tell them they are. Oh, its just a job. No, it is not. It means alot too those of us over here. It means I can have my job and car. Say what I want, even if it is ignorant. Freedom isn't a word, it is a way of life. One we take for granted. One they let go off when they sign up for there time. Serving our beautifull country.
God Bless our Armed Forces!!!
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