Yesterday, I participated in a
send-off mission for the first time. I
had always given first priority to funeral missions and had little time for
others, but the 16th PSYOPS Battalion was leaving from
When I returned, an email from
Annette Meyer was waiting for me. I
found that she had written about her wonderful experience with the send-off of the
432nd CIVAFF Battalion two days earlier. Coincidence, I suppose. Some would call it God’s will that I add it
here. She wrote:
Of
all the Patriot Guard Rider missions that I have had the special privilege to
attend, this mission I could relate to the most. 17 of us stood in a
flag line outside to welcome the soldiers into the building. We watch the
soldiers coming off the bus, through the flag line, quickly dropping their
personal gear on the ground and moving swiftly into the building to
find their family. As I watch this, my Blue Star mothers
heart quickly was re-living the 2nd send-off for our son Luke, the emotions came
flooding back.
We
went inside and formed a double flag line. We witness at this time, the
families holding on to each other, taking family group pictures, everyone
trying to be brave for each other. Everyone was sharing that pride for being a
military family, and at the same time, the fear
and heartaches, tears flowing here and there as the realization --the time
has truly come for another deployment. I witness a little boy
and girl running through the legs of the adults while holding their little
flags....innocence of a child, not realizing that their daddy was leaving
soon. Now, my grandma's heart kicked in towards these children with moans
and groans on their account. I prayed in the flag line for these special
families, especially for the children.

Just
before the ceremony was ended, us PGR's left to go
outside--we stood in a tunnel flag line in front of the airplane. The
soldiers walk through the flag line as they board the plane. It was a very
"somber" moment. You only could hear the wind flapping the flags and
the heavy footsteps of the soldiers boarding. And Praise the Lord for
We
moved our flag line to the side where the families and camera men were. We
watched as the airplane started its engines. A Vietnam Veteran next to
me-whispered and said---"You know what those soldiers are doing while they
are on that plane?".......I said "no."....he said --"they
are crying."..... This Veteran knew because he was once on an
airplane going to war himself. The plane started to turn towards us, all
the Veteran PGR's saluted and some of us had our hand
over our heart while we held tightly to "old Glory" in the other
hand. The soldiers last sight of
As we
came inside, I hugged several mothers and told them that I am praying for them
and I told them that I knew exactly how they are feeling, I have a soldier son
who has done 2 tours in Iraq.............then they really started to
cry........we just held each other--the instant sisterhood that Blue Star
mothers have.......I offered my service to the Family Readiness Group
Leader---if these mothers need to talk or cry with someone, please let them
know.........it helps to know that someone cares and understands the ups and
downs of a mother's heart through the difficult trial of war. The
"unknowing" is daily. When you receive a phone call or e-mail from
your soldier, it is a good day!
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