Last night at 8PM my loving Marine son was deployed to Afghanistan. He will be assigned to one of the newest Marine base camps in the North Marja region. This is a very dangerous assignment to be first in. He has been trained in preliminary Dari and will be at even highe rrisk because of this. We need to cherish our young men and women who serve our country and others so that freedom prevails on the homeland. I do not condone this war, but I understand the needffor homeland security. I ask for your prayers for my son's safe return and that of all our armed forces.
I also learned my nephew, a cavalry soldier sgt. assigned in Germany has to undergo back surgery for a herniated disk. He has earned a purple heart for his efforts to serve his country, suffering a head injury from an explosive device. Last weekend he had to say goodbye to another casualty of this horrendous war.
I ask for prayer support for my healing as I recover my losses, both physically and financially from my car accident last Sunday. I am home after 5 days in the hospital due to complications from seveer potassium depletion, risk of heart attack and a very stubborn kidney stone that won't pass and keeps playing hide and seek. I am catching up on my doctoral courses and have 2 papers to complete by midnight. In addition to that I have to start my new job tomorrow and get all the materials transferred into my rental car and set up for a week of lesson plans.
Prayers of thanks for my sweetheart who has helped me purchase a new car. You know you are loved when help is freely given and not asked for.My sister Vanessa and her husband David have also been especially helpful to me.
Prayers too for my daughter Jenni in TX recovering from ecoli infection in her stomache. After 4 weeks a doctor finally figured out what was wrong and she is on the road to recovery too.
Thank you to my blogger friends who have offered me many kind and loving words and my colleagues at college who are going out of their way to help me get caught up in my two courses.
Prayer request for financial help to get me through this bump in the road. Losing my car has set me back. I will never ever own another car without collision. Somehow I will find the money.
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My poetry has suffered through all of this but I promise I will get back in the groove soon.
One More Time
I saw my life pass before my eyes
The blur of images raced along
As I counted up the years I lived
And all the things I did or hadn't done.
The memories of childhood
Years of sibling play and rivalry
The first day of school, the day I graduated
First day of college, day I married.
Yet most of all the days I saw
Were the ones spent with my children -
My adoring daughter, and loving son
I relived both sad and happy times.
I went back to places I traveled
And saw new ones not yet visited.
This connfused me, for where were they
And how would I know them never having been?
The sky became a storm of dust.
The light burned my eyes and I cried...
So much yet to live for and begged
Jesus to take the wheel, I surrendered.
A calm overcame my pounding heart.
My ear drums ceased to hurt.
The gulp in my throat pushed down my chest
And I knew all would be fine in the end.
As I regained my self control
and let the tears roll and flow
I knew my life work was still not done,
And so I carry on to serve once more.
I strive to find answers and understand
Why I had been spared once more.
I will learn to listen better and answer the call
Each time it broaches my door.
Today is a new day and a new chance
To make a difference in my life and yours.
What I will do with this opportunity
Remains unknown and puzzles me.
Deep in my heart I know I must serve
A higher purpose for the Lord,
I am here Lord, I am yours Lord,
Guide ma and love me so that I endure.
Poems My Way Valrie 07/11/2010
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Time for my coffee and searching the net for research and boolean, Eric, and Proquest articles, journals and more. Getting out that coffee cup and filling it once more.
Today I feel and look like a bear, I need my coffee! Starbucks anyone?
I am starting a Cans for Cookies project for my son's unit in Afghanistan. If you are interested in joining the project, start saving your small coffee cans, nut cans, etc. to ship sweets and treats to our young men and women overseas. Call me (3152190639) or email me for details.
Remember to Hug the ones you love today!