Well, this month my grandson has another birthday while deployed. This will be his 22nd. I miss him and all the fun birthday parties we used to have for him. I can hardly wait to do that again, but will have to wait another year.
My heart aches for our many heroes who serve our country while they spend their birthday in the Military oversees. Most our heroes begin at 18 or 19 years old and spend their 21st birthday guarding, suffering, or fighting all in the name of serving our country and families.
Most 21 years old celebrate their birthday here in the U.S. and so glad they finally made it to manhood. But these young heroes have been a man for years in their duties and responsibilities, and some will not even live to see their 21st birthday. I pray for them everyday and wish all could come home safe and sound. But I thank God for such heroes who kept our country free so that 21 year olds here can celebrate and have a good time and even have their own opinions.
I am in the process of making another quilt again this year for a winter Marine in Iraq. This time it is a female marine. Yes, our wonderful women serve too!!!!
This poem below was written by a Marine so I thought I would share in honor of our heroes:
THE MARINE
We all came together,Both young and old To fight for our freedom,To stand and be bold. In the midst of all evil,We stand our ground,And we protect our country From all terror around. Peace and not war,Is what some people say. But I'll give my life,So you can live the American way. I give you the rightTo talk of your peace.To stand in your groups,and protest in our streets. But still I fight on,I don't gripe I don't whine. I'm just one of the peopleWho is doing your time.. I'm harder than nails, Stronger than any machine.I'm the immortal soldier, I'm a U..S. MARINE! So stand in my shoes,And leave from your home. Fight for the people who hate you, With the protests they've shown. Fight for the stranger, Fight for the young. So they all may have, The greatest freedom you've won. Fight for the sick, Fight for the poor Fight for the cripple, Who lives next door. But when your time comes, Do what I've done.F or if you stand up for freedom, You'll stand when the fight's done By: Corporal Aaron M. Gilbert , US Marine CorpsUSS SAIPAN, PERSIAN GULF
