Saturday, May 26, 2012
Turning over a new leaf...
So it has been a long time since I have written anything on our blog. So my goal is to start writing! I want to document our lives so one day I can sit down and read my blog and say I remember when.....but enough about that. David returned from Deployment in October and we have been doing our best to spend as much time together as we can. Right now we are in a holding pattern with the Marine Corp, and are on the road to making some tough decisions about what is in store for our family. We will inform everyone of those decisions when we figure it all out. In the end all we can ask for is the love and support we will need to help us on our long journey. I know I am being cryptic....again, I am doing my best to protect all involved that will be affected by our choices. I am working on my last 3 classes towards my degree, which happens to be Spanish! But so far so good...I just took my first test and I got an 88 which is a B. So as always I am all over the place on our blog, but I promise I will be better about posting....just please be patient. Love to all!!!
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
~Sending you with my heart~
Distance between two hearts is not an obstacle, rather a beautiful reminder of just how strong true love can be. ~Author Unknown
Saturday I said goodbye to my better half. That morning we had our few private moments before walking out the door and heading to the Battalion. Standing in our Kitchen that morning, I took my husbands dog tags off his neck and removed the sterling silver band that had been there. See this band used to be on my wedding finger, but the day he asked me to marry him he removed the band and replaced it with my original engagement ring. Until the day we were married he wore that band on his ring finger. The day we got married he put the ring on his dog tags. That ring was with him every day of the last deployment. For our Anniversary, my husband bought me my DREAM Wedding Set, which I love. I will always love my original ring, which until our anniversary I have never taken of my hand. It was with me every day of the last deployment. But back to Saturday Morning. I removed his band and replaced it with my original wedding ring, which had been sitting in a box in our safe. I put the dog tags back on his neck and very laughing told him "you better bring my diamonds back Melsoni, are kids will be getting those someday." With tears in his eyes he grabbed me and kissed me. That little silver band was then placed on a necklace I was wearing
that David bought me while we were dating. I will do my best to wear it everyday, once my sunburn on my neck is gone. Later that day when he left we didn't cry, we said our goodbyes and began our Countdown. That man has my heart with him. I will think of him everyday until the day he returns home to me. I trust in God to protect him and keep him safe.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Weight Loss, School, and The Marine Corps
These last few weeks have been crazy. 3 weeks ago I decided to start Weight Watchers to help guide me in my goal to shed the weight I wanted. So far in 3 weeks I have lost 8.8 Pounds. I am offically proud of Myself. David has been a huge help with making me stick to the plan and even eating some of the recipes. As always he is a very loving and supportive husband. He currently has been doing alot with Work! Hes glad to be home for now and hopefully looking forward to his Vacation to Kasnas. This semseter has been filled with alot of work and I am ready for my vaction which starts on Monday!!!! Monday can't come soon enough! With all the Crazyness, soon we will face the dreaded Deployment Day and then after months of waiting HOMECOMING!!! Until this begins, we will cherish every moment and love eachother like crazy! Ready for whatever life may bring us, but as long as we are together we can accomplish anything!
Monday, January 31, 2011
New Beginnings
So I have taken over David's Blog page and turned it into the Family Page! This year I plan on blogging alot! It's another year, another deployment and a lifetime of Memories to make. This will be my way of keeping everyone Informed of our lives! So to being David is currently in Training for the next deployment. He just completed Dog Handler Training, where he recieved his IED Dog Major! He is enjoying this part of his life and looks forward to all that will come! I am still working hard towards my four year in Psychology. Our Pempbroke Welsh Corgi Julius is happy and healthy as ever, and drives me crazy on a daily basis! This week we are moving into our New House located on Base! It is so Beautiful and I will be sure to post lots of Pictures soon! This life is crazy, but we love it! Stay Tuned for More!
Friday, March 20, 2009
Why i am here
sorry for the spelling i dont have word on this computer :(
Many of you may not know the sercomstances sutounding me joining the Marine Corps. To me it is the greatist work of God in my life, next to being saved.
Joining had always been on my mined since i was a little kid, yes all little boys play G.I. joe and war in there back yards, but i always thought of it as training... but i never realy thought i would ever joine.
my oldest sister dated 2 marines and ended up marrieng the last one. i always looked up to brian he was the big brother i never had ( chris too but in a difrant way) but i still never saw myself as a Marine.
i wanted to direct film, i thought if i joined i would loose that opportunity so i whent to collage insted.
that only lasted 3 semesters it was obveously not for me, i failed math 2 times and was fed up with trying. i when home one weakend and whent to brian and anitas house to talk to them. i told them that i was realy struggling and i didnt know what to do witth my life.
anita sugjested joining the marines, i said that i didint think i could, that i wass too week. brian then told me that he was just like me befor he joined.
we talked for a few hours about it and i decided to go talk to the recruter with brian the next day. when i arrived at my house i told my mom what i had decidded to do, she looked at me and said "your not going to belevethis but i was talking to your grandmother about you the other night, we startted talking about you joining the military. and i just got off the phone with your sister and i asked her if brian would talk to you about the marines, she told me you had just left and had something to tell me"... my heart sunk as i realise what had just happened... if that was not a work of God than what was it?
it dosent stop there eather! while at bootcamp during the crucible i was axausted, food and sleep deprived for three days and the closest to my breaking point i had ever been. we had to low crall while pushig a 30 lb ammo can through a obsticle course, i looked down and saw a shimmer i sweped away the dirt and it was a metal cross, i thought "hey i can keep going, God will help me through this"
i put it on my dog tag chaine the rest of the time and throught MCT. when i got back to the squad bay after the crucible, i wrote my mom a letter telling her about the cross and how it helped me keep going. i never got a response to that letter but on family day she said that she almost cryed after reading my letter, becaus on the same day i found the cross she prayed that God would show himself to me some how and help me get through the rest of boot camp. again if thats not a work of God... what is?
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OORAH!! Simper-Fi
Many of you may not know the sercomstances sutounding me joining the Marine Corps. To me it is the greatist work of God in my life, next to being saved.
Joining had always been on my mined since i was a little kid, yes all little boys play G.I. joe and war in there back yards, but i always thought of it as training... but i never realy thought i would ever joine.
my oldest sister dated 2 marines and ended up marrieng the last one. i always looked up to brian he was the big brother i never had ( chris too but in a difrant way) but i still never saw myself as a Marine.
i wanted to direct film, i thought if i joined i would loose that opportunity so i whent to collage insted.
that only lasted 3 semesters it was obveously not for me, i failed math 2 times and was fed up with trying. i when home one weakend and whent to brian and anitas house to talk to them. i told them that i was realy struggling and i didnt know what to do witth my life.
anita sugjested joining the marines, i said that i didint think i could, that i wass too week. brian then told me that he was just like me befor he joined.
we talked for a few hours about it and i decided to go talk to the recruter with brian the next day. when i arrived at my house i told my mom what i had decidded to do, she looked at me and said "your not going to belevethis but i was talking to your grandmother about you the other night, we startted talking about you joining the military. and i just got off the phone with your sister and i asked her if brian would talk to you about the marines, she told me you had just left and had something to tell me"... my heart sunk as i realise what had just happened... if that was not a work of God than what was it?
it dosent stop there eather! while at bootcamp during the crucible i was axausted, food and sleep deprived for three days and the closest to my breaking point i had ever been. we had to low crall while pushig a 30 lb ammo can through a obsticle course, i looked down and saw a shimmer i sweped away the dirt and it was a metal cross, i thought "hey i can keep going, God will help me through this"
i put it on my dog tag chaine the rest of the time and throught MCT. when i got back to the squad bay after the crucible, i wrote my mom a letter telling her about the cross and how it helped me keep going. i never got a response to that letter but on family day she said that she almost cryed after reading my letter, becaus on the same day i found the cross she prayed that God would show himself to me some how and help me get through the rest of boot camp. again if thats not a work of God... what is?
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OORAH!! Simper-Fi
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
So i wrote this on the Marine Corps Birth Day November 10th 2008 i thought you might be interested in reading it
Today marks the 233rd birthday of the United States Marine Corps. It is on this day that many who have clamed the title Marine reflect on there vast and rich history. On 10 November 1775 in Tun Tavern PL the marines where born. We are known by many names such as: The First to Fight, Jar Heads, Leather Necks and the best of all Devil Dogs. We clime these names for many reasons, we are Jar Heads because of the hair cut, Leather Necks for the leather collar that used to be worn for sword battles, the First to Fight points out that we have been in the fore front of every American war since our founding and last but not least Devil Dogs the most coveted of the marines names. In 1918 in the battle of Belleau Wood France, as the Marines moved forward the retreating French soldiers encouraged them to fall back, that the advancement was impossible. In classic Marine fashion Capt. Lloyd Williams answerd, "Retreat? Hell, we just got here"the German soldiers feared the Marines calling them "Teufelhunden" or "Devil Dogs"We are a mistresses fighting force to our enemies even today, they think to become a Marine you must kill and sever the head of your mother. Every branch of the military has a price on there heads, the Marines is the highest.What dose all this mean? It means that no matter how weak, how small no matter what cooler or sex, it means Marines will always be there to fight together. There is no way we would have been named Devil Dogs if we had fell back like the French. There is no way we would have survived Iwo Jima where we lost 26,000 Marines. I am not saying these Men where fearless... but together as Marines they could over come that fear.A lot of people have asked me why I joined the Marines in a time of war, maybe this will help you see why, and maybe it will give you an insight into my mined. Yes I picked one of the most dangers branches to serve in, but also the best trained. I can now shoot a point target from 500 yards away with out a scope, I can now push myself farther for longer... I can run 3 miles in under 25 minutes... not the best time, but for a kid whose whole life revolved around micro wave pop crone and halo I would say its pretty good. Try walking 10 miles with a 100 lb pack on your back with maybe 4 hours of sleep in 3 days and only 3 meals for 3 days.Any way happy birthday to all Marines toughs serving in Iraq and toughs still in school like me and most of all toughs who have died for there country.
OORAH!! Simper-Fi
Today marks the 233rd birthday of the United States Marine Corps. It is on this day that many who have clamed the title Marine reflect on there vast and rich history. On 10 November 1775 in Tun Tavern PL the marines where born. We are known by many names such as: The First to Fight, Jar Heads, Leather Necks and the best of all Devil Dogs. We clime these names for many reasons, we are Jar Heads because of the hair cut, Leather Necks for the leather collar that used to be worn for sword battles, the First to Fight points out that we have been in the fore front of every American war since our founding and last but not least Devil Dogs the most coveted of the marines names. In 1918 in the battle of Belleau Wood France, as the Marines moved forward the retreating French soldiers encouraged them to fall back, that the advancement was impossible. In classic Marine fashion Capt. Lloyd Williams answerd, "Retreat? Hell, we just got here"the German soldiers feared the Marines calling them "Teufelhunden" or "Devil Dogs"We are a mistresses fighting force to our enemies even today, they think to become a Marine you must kill and sever the head of your mother. Every branch of the military has a price on there heads, the Marines is the highest.What dose all this mean? It means that no matter how weak, how small no matter what cooler or sex, it means Marines will always be there to fight together. There is no way we would have been named Devil Dogs if we had fell back like the French. There is no way we would have survived Iwo Jima where we lost 26,000 Marines. I am not saying these Men where fearless... but together as Marines they could over come that fear.A lot of people have asked me why I joined the Marines in a time of war, maybe this will help you see why, and maybe it will give you an insight into my mined. Yes I picked one of the most dangers branches to serve in, but also the best trained. I can now shoot a point target from 500 yards away with out a scope, I can now push myself farther for longer... I can run 3 miles in under 25 minutes... not the best time, but for a kid whose whole life revolved around micro wave pop crone and halo I would say its pretty good. Try walking 10 miles with a 100 lb pack on your back with maybe 4 hours of sleep in 3 days and only 3 meals for 3 days.Any way happy birthday to all Marines toughs serving in Iraq and toughs still in school like me and most of all toughs who have died for there country.
OORAH!! Simper-Fi
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