God Bless Our Veterans Today And EveryDay

I am ashamed that I don't

always think about what the cost

is for my freedom.

I don't always think about

the person that laid

down their life so that

I can enjoy the freedoms

this country allows.

I don't always think about

the day-to-day struggles that

some of our veterans must deal with...

the physical, emotional, spiritual end

of it.

I do think about my Father,

a vet of WWI (yes-WWI)-

He was a young man in the service

and an old man when I was born (53).

I do think about my Uncle Samuel,

that fought in the Korean War~

but I don't ever remember him

mentioning it.

I do think about my foster brother, Gene,

that was part of the war in Vietnam...

the war that wasn't a war,

or so they say.

I do think about my nephew, Scott,

that suffered permanent damage

when he was fired on as

he was guarded one of

Sadam's palaces.

I do think about Jordan, a relative

of Marcia's over at

BlessedMom's simple home.
You can catch the update here

A man who has given more than

most of us can imagine.

And, I do think about a man

that has a blog...one

that I met in my blog travels...

you know when you hit that

Next Blog button on the top..

This is a man that gave it all

for his country...

and is now but a shadow

of his former self, on the outside..

Inside- he is a fighter of the

greatest magnitude.

The Krippled Warrior

He lives a hard life but asks

for no pity or sympathy.

Let's just say his blog ain't purty..

but it is gritty and real.

Today, I hope  to

raise a salute to every man or woman

that fights for all of us.

God Bless Our Veterans

and those that are serving

our country today.

Without you- we have no hope.