Military Appreciation Month

To My Son, & all his “guys” in the 4-4 Cav:

When I sleep in my bed,  I remember you.  I remember you sleep in a tent, in range of rocket attacks, never safe.

When I drive through Starbucks, I remember you.  I remember everything you don’t have, and think of the little things I take for granted but need to send you.

When I sit at my desk, I remember you.  I remember that you work around the clock and never relax.

Always, I remember with overwhelming pride the lifestyle you sacrifice so I may live it; the life you risk so others may live without terror.  I remember why you are there; I thank you, and all our military.


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