Remembering our Veteran

How can a person say “Happy” Memorial Day when the memories can be so bittersweet? For some of us the memory is still quite raw. My family lost our Veteran just last August.

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He had been a quadriplegic since his accident in 1974 I believe. May have been 1973. I was there when we got the call. I was there a bit later when he came home. I have no photo to share of him strapped into a wheelchair, a Stryker frame drilled into his skull, and that also strapped to the wheelchair. He was jaundiced quite badly, emaciated. His neck and every bone downward had been broken. His spinal cord had been mostly severed. Yet he was determined to walk. And he did!

It wasn’t until several years later that I married him. We had an unusual life but good all the same. 12 years later, though, I was frustrated and stupid, and took our daughter and handed him a divorce. Even so, we remained friends. He still loved me. Truth be told, I still loved him too. He was a constant part of our lives for the next 17 years. We had talked to length and I was helping him to try and get a handicap equipped house. I was once again going to be his personal care giver.  After all those years, though, our government resources had failed him. He was struggling, looking quite emaciated once again. And then He got to celebrate the second greatest thing to ever happen in his life. (The birth of our daughter was the first 🙂  Our daughter had her first baby, our very first grandchild!

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One month later, shortly after coming to visit, he was killed, along with two other people in the other car that hit him head on.

Those memories of that day are ones that EVERY lover of veterans lost will know quite well. I can scarce share even now.

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The salutes from the local VFW chapter touched me deeply. He was so proud to have been a Soldier.

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Then the tears of seeing his Urn at the grave sight.  I never wanted to steal something and run as badly as I did at this moment.

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The twenty one gun salute. There were only 7 men available for this service so they fired 3 times each together. It was loud and amazing all at the same time. I was in a dream.

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And then our daughter was handed the flag that stood beside him throughout the funeral. Our son-in-law and His mother sit beside, with his mother holding our grandchild. His favorite hat lay in our girl’s lap. Some of His veteran friends can be seen standing at ease in the background. The Marine with the beard was to die just nine months later. The last thing the friend told his wife was that he was going to go see our Veteran.   😥

I personally took these photos. If they are blurred it is because they are seen through tears.

I am crying still.

Please, remember your Veteran this Memorial Day.

~  Bonnie

 

 

 

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The Cheerleader

The Cheerleader

I was astounded with this story and I really feel it necessary to share. It has opened my eyes even wider. Grab a Kleenex and please, oh, please visit this website/blog and read the story. It all happened here in the USA, in Arkansas, just this past week.

Find the blog here: http://thehodgepodgedarling.blogspot.com/2014/04/the-cheerleader.html?showComment=1398974121146#c353146354075728141

Freebies!

Been feeling a bit melancholy this past few days. Another friend died. Today my daughter and I visited a couple of cemeteries. It was hard but we trudged through it. Once back home my spirits were lifted. I finally got to open the package I received in the mail.

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I won this through another blog site that I LOVE. She makes all kinds of recycle items. I’m thrilled to get some of her “leftovers” 🙂

Also today I was surprised with another big box of “leftovers”. I live in an apartment building and I’m always the one to dumpster dive. Didn’t have to this time! The property manager people actually boxed up a lot of crafting supplies with me in mind! YAY!!! They said another resident had moved and left a bunch of these things behind.

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I believe the entire loom kit is here, instructions too! And all the yarn!!  🙂  Some of this is really expensive! At least it is to my pockets. I am thrilled!

Funny how such a melancholy day turned out to have a bright side. I wholly believe that the loved ones we visited in the cemetery today are smiling on me now. 

 

Time Well Spent

Time with family should be well spent. Either way there are memories made. Some good, some not. Today has been a pretty good day here in the “Whole”. Spent time with my oldest daughter and later we both spent time with my youngest and her little family of three. This is how many of my weekends go. Somewhat laid back. Waiting for the laundry facility to free up 🙂  Soooo, my girl, my dog Daisy, and I went for a leisurely walk down the lane I previously posted about. Time well spent. Time spent enjoying the beauty of Spring starting to blossom. Time spent in fellowship together. Savor every moment you have because you really DON’T know when it could be your last. As I have enjoyed this beautiful day here I remember a loved one, a friend and colleague, whose memorial service was being held many miles from here. As I walked along with my little entourage I continued to pray for my friend in her grief and her family’s. One day her husband was there and the next he was not. A viral man, full of life and loved by a great many people around the world. His was time well spent. How shall you spend your day? Every moment spent becomes a memory. Time well spent I pray.Image

I know, it’s horribly out of focus. This is the Four Leaf Clover my daughter found today. Time very well spent!