Sunday, July 4, 2010

the few, the proud, the husband.


do you remember the feeling you had when it was christmas eve, just in the beginning hours of christmas morning? when the excitement and anticipation of knowing that there are going to be some amazing gifts waiting for you? and then christmas morning comes and EVERYTHING that you could have wished for was there, waiting for you under the tree? and just when you thought you had died and gone to heaven, you turn your head and FAR underneath the tree there is one more box to open?

that’s how my weekend was. that’s what it felt like to get to be with john for three days in a row. and that bonus gift? the one hidden way under the tree? that was getting to see him again for literally 30 seconds sunday morning.

watching him almost tear up while he watched jonas walk for the first time. falling asleep on the comfy bed with him…only to pull jonas up with us for an extra long nap. stealing kisses and hugs whenever i could. watching john and jonas play chase, peek-a-boo, and general rough housing.

it was my perfect christmas morning.

if you’ve never been able to attend a military graduation of any kind, i suggest you make friends with someone in basic and go. the precision of EVERYTHING is incredible. from the way that their chairs all made the same slapping noise as they all stood together to the sound of 184 voices reciting the solider’s creed:

I am an American Soldier.

I am a Warrior and a member of a team. I serve the people of the United States and live the Army Values.

I will always place the mission first.

I will never accept defeat.

I will never quit.

I will never leave a fallen comrade.

I am disciplined, physically and mentally tough, trained and proficient in my warrior tasks and drills. I always maintain my arms, my equipment and myself.

I am an expert and I am a professional.

I stand ready to deploy, engage, and destroy the enemies of the United States of America in close combat.

I am a guardian of freedom and the American way of life.

I am an American Soldier.


there is no way you will not be moved.

i can’t begin to express how proud i am of john. his personality was meant to serve others. it was evident before, just based on his lines of work (the children’s shelter and then the police department). but watching him in his newest role, as a soldier…i am so grateful to be married to a man who is willing to give everything.

and because i’m completely lame and the only picture i took of the entire ceremony was of an UPLIT AMERICAN FLAG, i have no photo documentation of john’s graduation. or when he tripped a little coming down the stairs. or how hot he looks in his military uniforms.

but trust me. it’s hot.

1 comment:

julia said...

Hi Wendy:
Found your blog through the snarky blog.
I love this post. My brother was in the army, airbone unit. Going to his advanced infantry graduation was one of the coolest things I've ever seen. It's amazing how handsome, powerful, yet kind, and absolutely perfect they all look. The formations are so cool. The uniforms and traditions are all so cool. You are right. It's absolutely amazing.