Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Christmas Night

Well, Christmas has come and gone...or is it came and went? At any rate, my brothers and I here had a wonderful day...capped of by a "fireside chat" on our back porch. By "porch" I mean of course a few fold-up chairs from our local Wal-Mart with some strategically placed sandbags and our burn barrel. What is it about fire that elicits conversation? I have no idea, but our rendezvous on Christmas night was no exception. If you are hoping to read about daring missions, feats of heroism and overcoming overwhelming odds in the process...do read on.

There are so many experiences that we all have had here. Many of which we keep repressed in that little place in the mind behind the door labeled "Off Limits". I however, was content to just sit back and listen. The conversation, as it often does, gravitated toward family and home. And as I stared at the glow of the fire, all I could think of was my Father. He and I used to sit our back yard during the cold months and have a fire very similar to the ones that my brothers and I had on Christmas night. "It's not cold enough son." As a boy, I remember these words from my Father would take the wind out of my sails. Because, you see, it was during those times sitting beside a fire with my Father that I felt like he would open his "Off Limits" door to me and teach me so much about becoming a man; a lesson which I am fairly certain he never knew he was teaching. I am reasonably sure that if you asked him, he would tell you that it was a insignificant event, but it is without a doubt, one that I will never forget. My Father was sitting there with me on Christmas night, and in my silence, he was teaching me just as he did when I was a boy.

You know, - and this is my own personal opinion which you are free to disagree with if you so choose -, but I think at times I get more credit than I deserve. People thank me for fighting this war, when the people they need to thank are my parents for instilling in me a love and appreciation for our freedom, for our country, for our fellow man and for our God. They were the brave ones who went against the tide of parenting "experts" who preached the sermon of first and foremost, being your children's friend. They were the ones who made more sacrifices for their children than I could even begin to write about. Yes, they are the ones who deserve the thanks and admiration for without them, I would not be the man whom I've become...and the man who is now fighting on behalf of his fellow man.

America owes a hearty thanks to the parents of her sons and daughters. The men who made our country great would undoubtedly agree.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

WOW!!!!!!

Barb said...

I hope your parents read your blog ...

The parents of all our servicemembers are indeed owed a great debt - Thank you !

To the parents of A.S. - Thank you from the bottom of my heart for raising this young man to be the special person he is, and to become the Marine he is, and the father he is learning to be. Already he is teaching a lesson his daughters won't know or understand for years -- that when you believe in something important, you are willing to sacrifice to make it happen. Your parenting of him has molded him, and he is right to thank you!

MissBirdlegs in AL said...

Wonderful post! No better tribute to your parents could be found. You're also exactly right - we owe a great debt to the families of our military men and women. Thank you all!

CJ said...

Just beautiful. I'm glad you and your brothers had a night quiet enough to enjoy a fire. A big Thank You to your parents for raising you as they did. But I still say Thank You to YOU too, for following the path they laid out for you and for volunteering to serve your country. Happy New Year! Please keep writing!!

mike ryan said...

Hey Son
Love those chats, you learn alot about people a round them. Great Teddy quote. Most of US here beleive that WE are doing good in Iraq. Stay on track, we will win. The world will be a better place.
My marine is there with you, doing a great job, just as you are!
Bless your family
Bless you and my son and my other brother Marines

mike ryan said...

Hey Son
Love those chats, you learn alot about people a round them. Great Teddy quote. Most of US here beleive that WE are doing good in Iraq. Stay on track, we will win. The world will be a better place.
My marine is there with you, doing a great job, just as you are!
Bless your family
Bless you and my son and my other brother Marines

Tara said...

I'm sure your parents are so very proud of you! It is an honor to call you family and I can't wait to meet the man behind the blog. I do thank your parents. What a wonderful job they did of raising their children. Your sisters are just as wonderful. Keep your eye on the prize! Jeremiah 29:11
"For I know the plans I have for you," says the LORD. "They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.

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