Short Story: An Odyssey into Sacrifice and Service for Our Country
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It all started with this simple little phrase...... The Few, The Proud, The Marines...... But it ended with a whole lot more. With just that simple thought in mind it grew into what would be the hardest and toughest part of my life that I had ever expected to happen.
We have been married for seven years and one month. We have the best and loving relationship, we are just so perfect for each other. Then the love of my love life always wanted to be in the Military, then the day came when he signed up for the Marine Corps. Everything was going great and then finally the day came when I would have to tell him bye and leave him at the Marine Recruiting Office.
We both cried and said our good bye's, then I left and cried all the way back home. He would be gone for a total of 89 days for Boot Camp. I thought that it would seem shorter if I counted it down in days instead of weeks or even months.
The first few days and even weeks were the hardest. I cried off and on and tried to keep myself real busy and to my surprise it did get easier and easier as the time went by. But I just hung in there because I knew it is what he wanted and he would be able to serve Our Country and to protect the Ones he Loves.
My dad came and checked on me a lot and took me out for ice cream. He also mowed my yard and did things like that for me. I hung out with my friends and family. My friends would come over and stay the weekends with me. I even helped my sister and soon to be brother in law into there apartment. I worked on my sister's Wedding flowers and did the Reception as my Wedding gift to them, she got married on July 12,2003 very beautiful Wedding.
Well, my husband left on May 4th, 2003 and towards the end of May I was having more pain in my abdominal area, which I all ready knew that I had Endometriosis and have all ready been through four surgeries. I thought it was gone, but it was not it had came back and then before I knew it I was scheduled for a hysterectomy on June 13,2003. The best part was that I had my family and friends there to help me through it all. The hardest part was that they would not let my husband to come home for my surgery, and so I had to go through it all without him, so I am very thankful for my great and loving family and friends for being there for me. I have healed up greatly and I was able to walk down the aisle as a Bridesmaid for my sister's wedding.
I counted down the days till July 31 ,2003, because that was the day I board the airplane with my other sister, (the one who did not get married.) And we set off to San Diego, California to see the love of my life.
We got there and got to spend family day with him and the next day we got to see him graduate from Marine Boot Camp. That was so exciting and neat. Best of all I got to see him and we all had a really great time. We stayed a few extra days then my sister, my husband and I flew back to Indiana. My husband got to spend ten days home with me, which was really great. But those ten days went by too fast, then it was time to take him back to the airport. We said our good bye's once again, but this time it was a little easier because I did not even cry this time. This time it would be shorter he would be in training for three weeks, but he would be stationed at Camp Pentleton California.
Then from there he would go onto 29 Palms still in California for ten weeks for his schooling to train for the job he will be doing in the Marine Corps which will be Radio Control and he will be then stationed at Grissom Air Force Base, when he gets done with all of his training and schooling.
Since he has been gone I have learned to live on my own, do things that he would normally do or help me with, I just had a lot to deal with and I just took it one day at a time to get me through each and everyday that he was gone. But the good thing was that when he went for his schooling he was able to call home, so he called home at least once a day sometimes more, so that helped to get us by it seemed like he was just a phone call away.
"Marine Wife the toughest job in the Corps." I have learned what the American Flag stripes stand for.
Red Stripes: Stands for The Blood of the Soldiers
White Stripes: Stands for Their Courage.
Blue Stripes: Stands for the Field of Blue.
Yellow Stripes: Stands for the 50 States.
The Marines are the toughest one in the Military, that is why they call them The Few, The Proud, The Marines.
Take the path Few have the Courage to take......
Phase I Recruiting
Phase II Recruit Training
Phase III Unit Cohesion
Phase IV Sustaining the transformation
"Some people live their whole lives and wonder if they have made a difference. Marines
don't have that problem."
-Ronald Reagan-
The United States Marine Corps Core Values: Honor, Courage and Commitment.
The Marine Corp Symbol: Eagle, Globe and Anchor
The Marines Hymn:
From the halls of Montezuma, to the shores of Tripoli; We fight Our Country's battles, in Air, on Land and Sea; First to fight for right and freedom and to keep Our honor clean; We are proud to claim the title of United States Marine.
Our flag's unfold to every breeze from dawn to setting sun; We have fought in every cline and place where we could take a gun; In the snow of far off northern lands and in the sunny tropic scenes; You will find us always on the job; The United States Marine.
Here's health to you and to Our Corps which we are proud to serve; In many a strife we've fought for life and never lost our nerve; if the Army and the Navy ever look on Heaven's scenes; They will find the streets are guarded by United States Marines.
This is a Marine Song, that my husband learned at Boot Camp and sang it to me the whole time we were together. Then when he had to go back and when ever I felt lonely or sad, I sang this song and it made me feel happy and I would stop crying.
Somewhere there's a women crying for her man, he's a US Marine that's all he wants to be. Don't cry for me hunny, I don't want no simplify. I am US Marine and that's all I want to be.
Want to join, then just ask this one simple question?
Do you have what it takes to wear the Dress Blue Uniform? Because I know my husband does, and I am so proud of him.
It might just have all started with The Few, The Proud, The Marines, But it will all ways end in "Semper Fiedelis" translation Always Faithful.
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