Today, I asked one of my friends if he had a military relationship story for my examiner.com on relationships. His reply was better than any story I have read or heard. Please give me your comments on this powerful story. If only Washington D.C. heard this story.
My friend replied, “Well, my family as you, know, has four kids in the army. My older brother is a Captain serving with his unit in Iraq. My oldest sister and I are in the 1139th MP Co. in Harrisonville, Missouri serving in the National Guard. My other sister is in the Army Reserve. We all live in different places, and hardly see one another. However, no matter where life takes us, our family is always close. I may have three siblings in the service with me, but we are all brothers and sisters fighting for the same cause. Even though we are apart, I see my family every time I put on that uniform and go to drill. Our relationship to each other is one of blood. The blood of my family flows in everyone who wears our nation’s colors, and sacrifices everything to keep our country strong. Family is the strongest kind of relationship, and family means sacrifice.”
During this holiday season, we should honor our family. We should honor the words of a true hero, my friend, Jason. “The blood of my family flows in everyone who wears our nation’s colors, and sacrifices everything to keep our country strong. Family is the strongest kind of relationship, and family means sacrifice.”
As a side note, I became a member of the “family” when my son, Eli, joined the Air Force. This is his first holiday season away from home. Eli, like Jason will be career military. Although I selfishly miss my son, I understand, family means sacrifice.