Thank You All

God bless those who answer the call of their country. The sacrifice of those who serve shall never be forgotten because there is a reason some of the stripes on Ol' Glory are blood red, and while some are red, they lay side by side with white, the color of doves and peace. There is none who prays harder for peace than the soldier in the field, the sailor on the sea, the airman among the clouds, or the marine in a ditch. A mother waits by the mailbox and the father stares down the street looking for a son or daughter returning home safe and sound. A wife holds her breathe as the evening news tells of unsafe lands far away. A grandfather holds the hand of his beloved wife of fifty years in church and thinks of buddies who will never come home again to see their wives and a tear falls as he thinks of their young fresh faces. A husband awakens in the night and reaches for a wife who isn't there before he remembers she is in uniform and is probably in the chow line for breakfast about now.

I come from a family of soldiers. I have heard these stories told by people I know. So from a grateful citizen who couldn't serve, thank you very much for doing the hardest job there is. Thank you for all you have given up. Thank you for the blood, sweat, & tears. But most of all, thank you for the feeling of safety that you have given me that I can come home and see my wife and kids.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you.

Come home soon now, you hear?

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