We arent in this business for the "Thank you's"

So while I sit here listening to both my boys snoring away in their beds I am reminded of what happened recently to me. I went to eat lunch at our favorite resturant and was enjoying a quiet lunch alone like usual lately...a couple walked in and well I really began to look at them. It was unique to watch them, because well, they were a military couple. Navy to be exact..SN: GO ARMY!..I got to watch what it looked like as a military couple from the outside. Upon being done I walked over and told him thank you, shook his hand and he was shocked I figured out he was military. The saying my mother once said, "You see one, you know them all." I then turned to his wife and thanked her for her support of him. She was taken back and thanked me. I walked out of the resturant and was on my way to my car when I heard. MA'AM I turned to see his wife. She walked over to me and said, "He is deployed isnt he?" I never once told her I was an Army wife. I said yes. She gave me the biggest most sincere hugs I have ever received. She looked at me and goes Thank you! I almost cried getting into the car. I do hear people asking me to tell my husband thank you for them, but its a rarity to get a thank you for supporting a soldier or sailor, or even airmen! It was just much sweeter from another spouse who knew what was going on without even having to strike up a conversation. Before she turned she looked me square in the eyes and said, "How are you doing?" She said I can see the sleeplessness in your eyes. I smirked a little and said sleep, whats sleep? She smiled hugged me again and said darling thank you! And walked away. I really am not in this line of work being a wife for the thank yous nor is my dh in it for it either. He does it for the simple fact of the freedoms that everyone of us takes for granted. He is really humbled when someone tells him thank you as am I, hence the teary eyes earlier...SOOO to all the other milies out there "Thank you and How are you doing?"

I was sitting in class yesterday and I looked up to see someone who resembled a very very close friend of mine who was killed in fallujah. He laughed like Kev and goes you look like you have seen a ghost. The scary thing is that he laughed like Kevin. De jevu is a really horrid things sometimes. Our minds play horrid things on us at times. Especially when we are emotionally drained and at our emotional lowest points. So as I listen to Mariah Carey and finish this entry out I hope that everyone has a magnificent wednesday.