Welcome to Our World ...

I'm sitting here watching TLC's Little People, Big World. Now I usually wait until the end of the season when they have the big marathon so I an get it all. But tonight I decided to watch because the father, Matt Roloff, was going to Iraq to help a family with dwarf children.

I am always intriqued to see out "civilians" will see and portray our troops when visiting Iraq and Afghanistan. It was good to see the support that they have for the tropps and how in a small way they see what military families go through on a daily basis. It's not 7 days for us, but 12, even 15 months.

As the mother Amy said, you can't call them, you have to wait for them to call you. And if they are injured, it could be days the family finds out. That's the hardest part ... the not knowing, the uncertainty.

It definately takes a strong person to live this life. There have been numberous times when I was on the phone with George and he said, "Baby, I've got to go" and the line goes dead. You don't know why, sometimes there is thunderous sounds in the background, other times it terrifyingly quiet. It could be days before I heard from him again.

As military families it is easier for us to remember that every moement we have is precious, and by treasuring those memories, we are given a gift that few others cherish. It is our reward for doing what we do ...

Until our next cup of tea ...