Thursday, December 8, 2011

A Soldier's Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, and he lived in a crowd
in a 40 man tent, with warriors so loud.
I had come into the tent with presents to give,
and to see just who in this rack did live.
I looked all about, and a strange sight I did see,
no tinsel, no presents, not even a tree.
No stockings were hung, just boots close at hand,
on the locker hung pictures of far distant lands.
He had medals and badges and awards of all kind,
and a sobering thought came into my mind.
For this place was different, it was so dark and dreary
I had found the home of a Soldier, this I could see clearly.
The Soldier lay sleeping, silent and alone
curled up in his rack, dreaming of home.
The face was so gentle, the barracks in such good order
but not how I pictured a United States Soldier.
Was this the hero whom I saw on TV?
Defending his country so we all could be free?
I realized the families that I've seen this night,
owed their lives to these Soldiers who were willing to fight.
Soon round the world, the children would play
and grownups would celebrate a new Christmas day.
They all enjoyed freedom each month of the year,
because of the Soldiers like the one lying here.
I couldn't help but wonder how many lay alone,
on a cold Christmas Eve, in a land far from home.
This very thought brought a tear to my eye,
I dropped to my knees and started to cry.
The Soldier awakened and I heard a rough voice,
"Santa, don't cry for this life is my choice."
"Defend my country this day, the peace do I keep."
The soldier then rolled over and drifted to sleep, I couldn't control it I continued to weap.
I kept watch for hours, so silent, so still,
and we both shivered from the night's cold chill.
I didn't want to leave on that cold, dark night
this guardian of honor so willing to fight.
Then the Soldier rolled over and with a voice soft and pure
whispered, "carry on Santa, it's Christmas... all is secure."


Where is your heart this season?

I think we get so caught up with the Christmas season, that we forget to remember what is really important... it's really not about the presents, the latest and greates piece of technology that you  just HAVE to have... it's about time with your loved ones, who knows how many more Christmas's you will have with them.

Being an Army wife, I am constantly reminded that my husband could deploy any minute... it's always in the back of my mind that he will be going at some point... so I try my hardest to savor the time that I do have him here. This is our first Christmas as a married couple, and who knows what next year holds... he might be in Afghanistan, Iraq, Kuwait... or wherever... so everyday I tell him I love him, that I am so thankful he's in my life, and that I couldn't imagine life without him... because the fact is, 6 months from now, I might not have him right next to me to tell him that.

Merry Christmas from our family to yours.

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