Brain on Paper

For a year I heard from G.I. D everyday, sometimes twice a day. One can get incredible insight into a person from the words that person writes. (My mother would probably have disagreed with this statement....she said the only time my dad was romantic and loving was when they were apart from one another and he was sending her letters). It gives one a clue into how the person sees the world; what makes the person tick; his/her thought process, beliefs, values. So when the writing stops, one doesn't realize at first what is missing...until today I got a long note from G.I. D and I realized I missed his brain.....

29 Palms

Today I heard from a Marine who is based out of 29 Palms....I had sent a box to him because I too was based there once. It was not a beautiful place, but it was home for 2.5 years. And I acquired an incredible respect for Marines. The grandeur of a Marine standing at the entrance of the base was something that generated awe everyday. What an extraordinary group of people they are. 

Sweet words

I am in Vegas at a convention, but my husband sent me a text letting me know that I had gotten two letters from soldiers. One was from Miss C. She seems to be holding up well....apparently her boyfriend is hot to have kids. I need to find her a Children's t-shirt.
The second letter was from G.I. J....he wrote to my daughter, Carly, because Carly had sent him a letter....that was so sweet of him and it meant so much to Carly.

A small world

Today I heard from a young woman in Afghanistan....she is based in the same place as the soldier "J" whom I adopted via www.adoptaplatoon.org. The world can be so small even when they are people a long way away.

All is well

I heard from G.I. J and he and his guys are ok.....always good to know that things are at least stable.

My third child, Chaney. His older brothers call him "pretty boy." Not sure that he cares for that, but they would not be far off in their assessment of him. 

A couple of more cards that I made last night...I just got the new set on the right and I must say, I do love it. 

I haven't heard from one of the soldiers for the last few days. I have been working on not worrying, but it is difficult to do when you are writing to someone in a war zone. There is always some basal level of worry.