You are in my thoughts
Every minute of the day,
But it is in the quiet of the night
When I miss you most.
I miss the feel of your arms
Wrapped around me in loving embrace,
The touch of your body next to mine,
The scent of your skin,
The moist warmth of you breath
On the nape of my neck.
Hurry home soon Love,
I miss you so.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Daddy's Baby Girls
I'm a Marine's baby girl and I'll always be
Giving up precious time so we can all be free
He doesn't make a killin' but he still buys me nice things
I am the baby girl of a United States Marine.
Even before that day I was born
My Daddy has worn that elite uniform
Khaki and green with dog tags to wear
No matter what, I know my Daddy will always be there.
When he returns from work I nestle in his arms
Protecting me from the surrounding world and any type of harm
He might look scary and sometimes even mean
But here's a little secret, he's a softy for his baby girl that Big Tough Marine.
I wear my pink and yellow as Daddy wears his Blues
Daddy and I snuggle on the couch and we love to snooze
Ribbons in my hair and medals on his chest
You can keep your famous dads, my Daddy is the best!
Marines have fought in many wars and stepped on foreign lands
My Daddy has held deadly weapons and now he holds my little hands
Reading me many stories upon his lap I've sat
I love it when people call me U.S.M.C. brat.
My Daddy goes away so yours can stay at home
Sometimes there are weeks when Mama and I sleep alone
But my Daddy always comes back and we tell him the things he missed
Then he hugs Mama and gives me a giant kiss.
I am the Cadence to which my Daddy's heart beats
With the rank on his collar and the boots on his feet
Just taking one look at my big, blue eyes
You'll know why my Daddy is Always Faithful, Semper Fi.
You may call him Leatherneck, Jarhead, Devil-dog
Or many other things
But I just call him Daddy
Cause that's what he'll always be to me.
Giving up precious time so we can all be free
He doesn't make a killin' but he still buys me nice things
I am the baby girl of a United States Marine.
Even before that day I was born
My Daddy has worn that elite uniform
Khaki and green with dog tags to wear
No matter what, I know my Daddy will always be there.
When he returns from work I nestle in his arms
Protecting me from the surrounding world and any type of harm
He might look scary and sometimes even mean
But here's a little secret, he's a softy for his baby girl that Big Tough Marine.
I wear my pink and yellow as Daddy wears his Blues
Daddy and I snuggle on the couch and we love to snooze
Ribbons in my hair and medals on his chest
You can keep your famous dads, my Daddy is the best!
Marines have fought in many wars and stepped on foreign lands
My Daddy has held deadly weapons and now he holds my little hands
Reading me many stories upon his lap I've sat
I love it when people call me U.S.M.C. brat.
My Daddy goes away so yours can stay at home
Sometimes there are weeks when Mama and I sleep alone
But my Daddy always comes back and we tell him the things he missed
Then he hugs Mama and gives me a giant kiss.
I am the Cadence to which my Daddy's heart beats
With the rank on his collar and the boots on his feet
Just taking one look at my big, blue eyes
You'll know why my Daddy is Always Faithful, Semper Fi.
You may call him Leatherneck, Jarhead, Devil-dog
Or many other things
But I just call him Daddy
Cause that's what he'll always be to me.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
NON CONFORMISTS
We let the little ones pick out their clothes for bedtime. Tonight, Curly Top chose pink fuzzy footed jammies with a lovely tinkerbell overlay. Fuzz chose the way too short for her blue satin pants, the ever so elegant Disney Princess gown with the winter wonderland long sleeve tunic.Punky Brewster has nothing on these girls.
Love to all
Friday, February 8, 2008
How are you doing?
How are you doing? The million dollar answer is this: The first day hit like a ton of bricks. We all were physically and emotionally running on empty. I should be dehydrated from the river of tears. The Giggle Girls (Curly Top and Fuzz) have experienced butterflies in their stomach, headaches, and they can feel pieces of thier hearts, so for those nay-sayers that don't believe in broken hearts...ask 4 year olds, they understand the true emotion far better than an adult ever could. But, we are good. Today is a new day. Although I woke up longing to have Mountain Man beside me, longing to hear his voice proclaiming his love for me...I still felt him there in the pieces of my heart. I laid in bed willing myself to get up and get started, but unable to find the strength. Then...
"MAMA, I need some breakfast" echoed down the hallway.
In my misery, I found a way to smile. I got out of bed, walked down the hall, and standing there looking at me were the faces of angels.
"Morning, Mama, how was your night?" (Are these kids really only 4...they seem so much wiser than their years, old souls, who already know the answer, but know that you need to get it out before you explode)
"My night was alright sweet girl, what about yours?"
"I miss, Daddy, but I am happy today, are you happy too?"
Well, now that you mention it, I guess I am happy. I am happy that I married such an amazing man, who has poured his heart and soul into our little family, I am happy that I married a man who has so much integrity, so much love for his country that he can do what he does, no matter the cost, I am happy that I have these 2 amazing little girls to wake up to everyday, I am happy that Mountain Man and I have such loving families to cling to during this time, I am happy that I have been blessed with friends that love me enough to feed me dinner, watch my kids, and tell me to go cry it out, I am happy that I know the love and peace of GOD, and with HIM, I have the victory over the times when I am unhappy.
I am happy that we are 1 day closer to our reunion.
How are we? We are BLESSED. Our cups are overflowing.
I hope you all are the same.
Love to all.
"MAMA, I need some breakfast" echoed down the hallway.
In my misery, I found a way to smile. I got out of bed, walked down the hall, and standing there looking at me were the faces of angels.
"Morning, Mama, how was your night?" (Are these kids really only 4...they seem so much wiser than their years, old souls, who already know the answer, but know that you need to get it out before you explode)
"My night was alright sweet girl, what about yours?"
"I miss, Daddy, but I am happy today, are you happy too?"
Well, now that you mention it, I guess I am happy. I am happy that I married such an amazing man, who has poured his heart and soul into our little family, I am happy that I married a man who has so much integrity, so much love for his country that he can do what he does, no matter the cost, I am happy that I have these 2 amazing little girls to wake up to everyday, I am happy that Mountain Man and I have such loving families to cling to during this time, I am happy that I have been blessed with friends that love me enough to feed me dinner, watch my kids, and tell me to go cry it out, I am happy that I know the love and peace of GOD, and with HIM, I have the victory over the times when I am unhappy.
I am happy that we are 1 day closer to our reunion.
How are we? We are BLESSED. Our cups are overflowing.
I hope you all are the same.
Love to all.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Today
I woke up with a heavy heart. Today is the last day that our home will be whole for several long months. Mountain Man answered THE CALL of our nation over 14 years ago, and now here we are, hearts swelling with pride yet breaking in two. We've been spoiled. He's never had to be gone for more than a week, and our family stands here staring at 7 months with out him.
Fuzz and Curly Top are dealing with it in a way I expected, then again, I never saw it coming. I expected them to be sad tomorrow, but I never thought it would hit them so hard today. We weren't prepared for it...Not one bit. They've been assured and reassured, we've held them, loved on them, played with them, and talked with them all day, and they understand that Daddy has to go away for work. But they also understand that Daddy will be gone for "too long" Curly Top wants to know if Daddy will have a bed, she is always concerned about where he will sleep.
Fuzz, the deep thinker that she is, wants to know how long he is going to be gone, I tell her "for a little while" and she says, "that's too long" How do I explain it to a 4 year old, when I happen to agree? At the same time, I am so excited for him. This is the reason why he does what he does! It's why they all do it! A little boy's dreams fulfilled!
So we stand here on the edge of uncharted territory for all of us. We'll all go through the emotions, the ups, the downs, and the middle ground. We'll miss one another terribly, but we will get through it one day at at time...and then one day, we'll be standing at that same spot and instead of counting the steps that he takes as he walks away, we'll be welcoming him home with open arms. One day at a time, one week at a time, one month at a time, always keeping the end in sight.
God Bless you, keep you and grant you a speedy return, Mountain Man!!! WE LOVE YOU!
Fuzz and Curly Top are dealing with it in a way I expected, then again, I never saw it coming. I expected them to be sad tomorrow, but I never thought it would hit them so hard today. We weren't prepared for it...Not one bit. They've been assured and reassured, we've held them, loved on them, played with them, and talked with them all day, and they understand that Daddy has to go away for work. But they also understand that Daddy will be gone for "too long" Curly Top wants to know if Daddy will have a bed, she is always concerned about where he will sleep.
Fuzz, the deep thinker that she is, wants to know how long he is going to be gone, I tell her "for a little while" and she says, "that's too long" How do I explain it to a 4 year old, when I happen to agree? At the same time, I am so excited for him. This is the reason why he does what he does! It's why they all do it! A little boy's dreams fulfilled!
So we stand here on the edge of uncharted territory for all of us. We'll all go through the emotions, the ups, the downs, and the middle ground. We'll miss one another terribly, but we will get through it one day at at time...and then one day, we'll be standing at that same spot and instead of counting the steps that he takes as he walks away, we'll be welcoming him home with open arms. One day at a time, one week at a time, one month at a time, always keeping the end in sight.
God Bless you, keep you and grant you a speedy return, Mountain Man!!! WE LOVE YOU!
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