just thinking

   Well, I am feeling a little bit better. I just got home from work, so I thought I would share with everyone some more stuff that happened today and some things that I was thinking about on the drive home.

After we left left Kevin and Ross, we went to meet a gentlemen to drop off some donations. While we were waiting Rusty walked over to the store and bought all of us girls a yellow ribbon pin and he even bought a service flag pin for Kevin's mom.

 I thought Amber had shed all of her tears, when I saw her take a seat on the tail gate of Rusty's truck. So I sat down beside her. Then this gentlemen that we met (Juan) came over to say good bye and Amber started crying again. When I looked straight ahead I saw why she was crying. The buses were lined up.

Kevin, Ross, and a host of other marines were on their way to yet another deployment to the middle east.

So now here I am  thinking about all the marines that have passed through our door.

I wonder if all of these marines will remember us.

Will they remember sleeping on the sofa?

Will they remember the meals I have cooked for them?

Will they remember all the laundry I have done for them?

Will they remember the bbq's that we have?

Will they remember all of the care packages that we have sent?

Will they remember all of the time thy have spent with our children just so that Rusty and I could have some a lone time?

Will they remember the times that they have brought boyfriend;s and girlfriends "home" so that we could meet them?

I do remember all of these things.

I also remember rocking babies to sleep while they cried because they miss their mommy who is deployed.

I remember watching the news and hoping to hear something and then Praying that I don't.

I remember being so happy to go meet the marines when they came home.

I remember making baby quilts for babies that were born while their fathers were gone.

I remember laughing because guy's would turn the water off in the shower, even though they were home.

I remember the smell of dirty cammies.

I remember hugging and kissing on the marines as they came and went from our home.

So now I wonder if any of the marines will ever remember me the way I remember them?

I wonder if I have touched their lives and maybe made their life a little better.

I wonder if when they are old if they will ever say.."I knew this lady..."

I wonder if I will ever see these marines again.

I wonder if I will ever be able to say no to a marine?

I wonder if my heart will ever stop breaking when they leave.

In closing I would like to say that everyone who has passed through our door's has left a footprint on my heart.

I hope that in some small way, I have also left a footprint on theirs.