Friday, March 7, 2008

Half My Heart


As Dylan, little Miss Chloe dog, and I wandered down a different street on a walk the other morning, I spotted a house all decked out with yellow ribbons. The windows. The front door. The porch balustrades. And then I spotted this sign on the door window:
"Half of my Heart is serving in Iraq."
Amen.

3 comments:

Dee said...

It's so sad and brings tears to my eyes to think of all the loved ones away at war. I bet you wanted to go and knock on the door and give them a big hug of support. I want too. ~hugs to the owner of the ribbons~

Thanks so much for visiting me this morning, seeing your comment gave me a big ol' smile. I always love to hear from you. You were one of my first blogging friends and you are a true treasure to me. ~hugs~

I hope to be reading here soon that dil has given birth to the new grandbabe. It's such a tense time during the last days of waiting. I know you're on constant alert. ;)
I love being grandma and I remember those anxious days of waiting for the precious gift from God to arrive safely and soon. ;)

Wishing you a dandy of a weekend!
~waves & smiles~

Danielle Blogging for Balance said...

Amen.

Jane Doh ! said...

I don't know how I would deal with my Husband or my child away from home in some strange land fighting this war..or any war for that matter. It's something I have never had to deal with and I pray I never do. It has to be heart wrenching. I'm not for fighting...and I'm not for taking a back seat either....Like just about everything in my life.... I must deal with it when the time comes. My heart does ache for all those that are going through this right now though and I know that if i didn't have such a big responsibility with 5 kids I would offer my services just so that one family would not have to go through the sleepless nights wondering if their loved one was ok.
God Bless "our" service men and women !!!!!!