Reflections

On my way to work this morning, I let my mind drift as i drove the now familiar path to work. Christmas carols played on the radio and I hummed along contemplated in my head how in the world I was going to get all of my homework done. I exited my mental organizer just in time to drive past the building that house the 3,500 Soldiers of my husband's unit. It was like a ghost town. No cars vying for a space, no Soldiers darting across the road unlucky to have had to park in the farthest lots. No olive-drab green trucks, scuffed from boots and guns lining the road. It was desolate, empty, barren. I thought of those times when running late for work, I gritted my teeth as Soldiers dashing for formation stopped traffic and said a prayer under my breathe for "our boys." I missed them. Sure now the lines at Burger King and the PX are shorter and traffic is a breeze, but it really wasn't that difficult. I loved sitting at the Blimpies, park or other serene spot and watching the hustle of hurried Soldiers. I would try to imagine what they were doing ... grabbing a quick lunch before heading out to the field, hurrying to meet up for formation or maybe rushing to pick up medicine for a sick child on their lunch break. It's funny to think about the things that annoy us, but when they are gone we miss them. Funny, how fickle we are as a society, always rushing to our next task without stopping to smell the rose, smile at a stranger or enjoy the sights around us. I have said it before, I am a people watcher and I miss "my people."

Until our next cup of tea ...



Editor's Note: For those who have expressed concern, my oral surgery when well. I was quite surprised to find that there was no pain or even discomfort. It has taken a bit to get used to eating on the right side of my mouth, but othere than that you wouldn't know. Thank you yo those who expressed concern.