I know, three posts in a week.
No I'm not on steroids.
No HGH for me.
Just massive doses of B-12 an B-6.
This one is going to be plain and simple.
Black and white.
No pictures, no guilt trips, just a bearing of the soul.
I had a message in my email that someone had pinned my "Bravenet" guest map.
You've seen it.
Over there on the right, in the sidebar.
Those of you who haven't taken the time to stick a pin in it, would it kill ya?
But this isn't about that.
It's about the pin, and the person who placed it.
An Army mom.
I won't place her name here.
I would never do that to someone who contacts me on a personal basis.
Her name is irrelevant.
Her message touched me on many levels.
It hit me between the eyes.
I felt like I was going to pass out as I read it.
It was a simple, short message, no fancy words, no frills.
Straight to the point.
"My son was with the 3rd Squadron, 2nd Stryker Cavalry Regiment and was working under the 4th Brigade, 2nd ID in Diyala Province when he was killed on 1-9-08. My heart goes out to the familes of the two soldiers who were killed on 2-17-08".
What does one say?
I thought about this all day.
It consumed me.
I thought, how unselfish.
And I thought if I was in the same situation, could I be as thoughtful.
I spent a lot of time meditating on this subject.
If my son were to be killed in action, could I be so caring as to be concerned for the families of others?
I thought, what a shame it is that so many people become so engrossed in their grief, and sometimes self pity,that they almost cease to be, and in effect, end two lives.
While I hate to even think about the unthinkable, were it to happen, I would hope that I could grieve, then go on with my life and make a difference in the lives of others experiencing the same horror,
I learned a lot last night.
One simple to the point kind message forced me to think about the unthinkable, and search my soul for answers.
I hope I learned something from her.
I pray I never have to find out.
I like to think that I would be just like her.