are you ready? baylor and i did the printing, cutting, and drawing today... we decided that it was a special occassion, so we pulled out the fancy rubyware! baylor pulled out three strips (after i had sufficiently mashed them around each time)... and are you ready?
winner number one is.....
AMY COOSE! :D :D :D
and the second calendar goes to.....
oh, man. shades of Ryan Seacrest, here. Don't you hate that annoying commercial break excuse? heh heh heh well, it's not a commercial.... but.... calendar #2 gets announced TOMORROW! :D
Congratulations, Amy, and if you will please email me with your shipping address, i will get your calendar to you! :D
Now, i need to go check in on my sister....my brother-in-law 1Lt Joe Mangan is home for a short visit from Afghanistan! :D :D :D :D Happy times!!!
i send my love and prayers and condolences and, most especially, my gratitude for your courage and commitment and sacrifices.
most especially, to the family of Sergeant Bryce D. Howard of Vancouver, WA, one of three soldiers from the 864th killed Tuesday in Afghanistan by a suicide bomber's IED (improvised explosive device) while constructing a bridge.
my sister, being involved with the FRG of the unit, has closer ties with the soldier from the HSC, and from her I understand that Sgt. Howard leaves behind a sweet wife and two beautiful young children.
words like 'hero' and 'honor' and 'gratitude' are hollow compared to what i feel for these men,
women, and children; each participating in their own circle of stewardship
independent of anything i have ever done or said or experienced,
still have done it for me and my family and my world
i heard the news tonite as i was working, television on as usual in the background, when i suddenly heard mention of soldiers and again, as usual, my ears tuned in to acknowledge the latest casualties. i can't quite explain the shock, however, when the broadcaster said the number '864th' as the 3 soldiers' names were read.
had i heard that right?
everything seemed to stop around me. time seemed to hold it's breath. even the air seemed to shiver and pause all around me.
but my eyes focused on the screen and confirmed what i'd heard...
we had lost 3 members of the 864th.
then the rush of blood through my head like a freight train as i tried to think what to do next?
i called my sister.
her voice was weary from the weight of the last couple of days, holding it close to her
and i think of my reaction and shake my head with something related to guilt that i could
feel so sad and react so strongly, when here she was existing somewhere between "thank
goodness it was not my husband" and "i can't believe this is happening to us".
it is too close
here are a couple of articles about the work they are doing there: