Lately things have been a little on the rough side for me. Emotionally things have just been flowing uncontrollably through me, to where I seem so confused, lonely, and lost.
I'm so lucky to have such good friends. I'm sure they don't even realize how much the littlest things mean to me. Whenever I need someone to talk to they are always there for me. I don't even have to talk about what exactly is bothering me, just talking to someone, and it's like they know exactly what to say or do to make my laugh or smile....These are the things in life that I'm thankful for.
I don't think I would be able to make it through some of the things I'm going through without them.
I just want to say Thank you for being there for me. Just listening...Just having your presence there has been so helpful to me... Thank you. You are my true Friends. We have a friendship that will last a life time. I have truly been blessed.
Sunday, February 19, 2006
Saturday, February 18, 2006
Friday, February 10, 2006
Service
The following is a post by Steve Harrigan of the Fox News Channel who is embedded with our Soldiers.
February 6, 200636:31 minutes
A memorial service today for a soldier killed in action. The entire regiment attended. Empty boots and helmet. His friends and officers spoke about him. There is a part of the ceremony that I had not seen before that caught me by surprise and caught Rudden by surprise also. The company commander began to call roll, the first two soldiers responded to their names, then the commander called the name of the fallen soldier. I looked to the boots. There was no response. Now the name was called again, urgently, with the first name included. It hung in the silence. Then it was called a third time, with the middle initial, and a sense of finality, and it hit everyone there.
February 6, 200636:31 minutes
A memorial service today for a soldier killed in action. The entire regiment attended. Empty boots and helmet. His friends and officers spoke about him. There is a part of the ceremony that I had not seen before that caught me by surprise and caught Rudden by surprise also. The company commander began to call roll, the first two soldiers responded to their names, then the commander called the name of the fallen soldier. I looked to the boots. There was no response. Now the name was called again, urgently, with the first name included. It hung in the silence. Then it was called a third time, with the middle initial, and a sense of finality, and it hit everyone there.
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Random Pictures
me and Rebecca at Demo's
Rebecca, me, and Jenn at "Hustlers of Hollywood"
Me and April in Orlando
Cynthia, Tammy, Linda, Brandi, Nikita, Me, April and Johnny in Front
Pasoon, Jaston, and Jordan with the Mari Gras Dancer
The Fellas
April being silly with the unicycle guy
Sunday, February 05, 2006
In Loving Memory
No Greater Love hath no one than this, that a man lay down his life for his friendsJohn 15:13
Spc. Jesse M. Zamora, 22, of Las Cruces, N.M., died in Bayji, Iraq, on Feb. 3, when an improvised explosive device detonated near his HMMWV. Zamora was assigned to the Army's 1st Battalion, 187th Infantry, 3rd Brigade Combat Team, 101st Airborne Division, Fort Campbell, Ky.
YOU WILL NOT BE FORGOTTEN
Spc. Jesse M. Zamora, 22, of Las Cruces, N.M., died in Bayji, Iraq, on Feb. 3, when an improvised explosive device detonated near his HMMWV. Zamora was assigned to the Army's 1st Battalion, 187th Infantry, 3rd Brigade Combat Team, 101st Airborne Division, Fort Campbell, Ky.
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