Monday, Sept. 30, 2002 l 12:51 p.m.
Military Woman

I got my juice (strong coffee) and something good to eat. A big piece of Banana Bread. Yep home made! I made it and zucinni bread yesterday. It is so quiet here today. No music or tv on or anything just the sound of the fish aquarium. It is kind of splashing the water from the filter loudly. I need to add a little more water. I wrote a poem the other day. Dedicating it to all military women rather they are service members, mothers, wifes and daughters. Her job she gets no pay except for the love each and everyday and then there are those who dont recognize their priveledges they dont realize how men and women from everywhere give of themselves and how we share a common denominator will always remain United we stand and together we gain. She gets angry just like you when her government ignores and they do what they do. She wants to be honorable and not complain she knows she's blessed in many ways. She's a Military woman so full of pride for her Country and her Military life. What hurts the most she would tell you I'm sure is the coldness of the people and their reactions to war. Its not a pretty sight this is ever so clear. But sometimes its needed to be safe over here. If she is willing to hold her head high stand on a pier and wave goodbye to the one she loves and the love in her life. She is a Military Woman.

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