Right now in my house there is a bond going on that I will never understand. There are a group of Marines standing around the back yard laughing and telling war stories. I will never be able to be involved in their conversations. I will never be able to say, I remember when. I will never know the bond that the marines share. I will forever only be able to look in and wonder what it is like to have that bond. Sometimes I feel that I am on the outside looking in.
However, from time to time each one of these marines have has come up to me today and has thanked me for opening our home up to them. Maybe someday when they are old and their are telling stories to their children, maybe they will look back and smile, and remember me.
Yesterday our friend Beth came home. A marine named Manny went up to March Air Reserve Base with us. Manny told me that he had never been on the welcoming end of the troops coming home, and that he thought it was nice. Then we got down to Pendleton Manny got to watch us storm past some marines and run up to Beth.
Beth brought a friend back to our place and his name is Chris. On the way home Chris said "Thank you for allowing me to go back to your place. That is really nice of you". I just looked over at Manny and said " Now you know why we do what we do". Manny just smiled.
Today our Friends Jake and C.J. came in. They came into a different base so we were not not able to greet them as the left the air station, however we were there waiting on them to get off the buses. As soon as I saw Jake I just screamed his name and ran to him. I actually jumped on him! Then we went to look for C.J. and we finally found him.
My home is such a mess. I have gear everywhere, but that is o.k. I would rather see my house a mess then to not have our friends home.
Well..... I am going to go attempt to clean something, but I have a feeling that it is pointless! LOL