Disaster or Just Reality?

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thank you Zen to Zany

 

What IS the definition of a disaster? 

Merriam-Webster’s definition:

  • : something (such as a flood, tornado, fire, plane crash, etc.) that happens suddenly and causes much suffering or loss to many people

  • : something that has a very bad effect or result

  • : a complete or terrible failure

 

He awoke in the middle of the night, trembling from a series of horrific nightmares. He sat up in bed, wiped his sweat covered brow with the back of his trembling hand, turned towards his wife and firmly stated- “My life, is a disaster!” His wife slowly rolled over, looked at his shadow in the darkness and in a quiet soft voice asked, “Is it really, dear?”

He sighed and slammed back down on his pillows feeling lost and alone. His wife, ever so slowly, reached underneath the covers and found one of his hands and cupped it with her own. He could feel the gentleness of her love emerging through her touch. It had a quieting effect on him. He took a few deep breaths and his body slowly  started to relaxed…

Didn’t I – Montgomery Gentry

A young veteran, that I know very well,  randomly posted this on his Facebook page.

It really hit hard knowing a little of what he has been through since his tour in Afghanistan, the friends he has lost, buddies he served with that have taken their own lives.  His life has changed so much from the young carefree man he once was.  A lot of positive things are also going on in his life. He has a good job and is surrounded by great people. There were many ups and downs when he first got back and it seems, now, his life is on track. I have no way of knowing what he went through during the year he was deployed.  It is probably best I don’t. Most importantly, I am not there in his dreams at night.

What I do know is his emotions run deep. You can’t see it on the outside. His demeanor is happy go lucky with an undertone of seriousness that I can see in his eyes. Often, they lack a sparkle that used to live there, particularly when he was doing a Jeff Foxworthy routine, goofing around or just hanging with his friends.

I sat and cried when I played this song.

If and when he reads this, I need for him to know; I am so proud of him and all that he has accomplished. He set out to do something and he gave it his all. I love him with all my heart and not a moment of a day passes that he isn’t in my thoughts.

For all the veterans out there. Thank you for all that you have done and all that you continue to do.

 

Kind Regards and Sunshine,

 

A Blue Star mom

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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