more thoughts from tuesday

I was just going to write about this later, but since I'm a bit peeved at the dog now for having another accident on the bed as I was putting on a shirt to take him outside...

Thats besides the point.  What I didn't write about earlier was this morning.  It was my friends father's funeral.  Typically I don't do well at funerals I turn into a blubbering mess and its jsut not pretty at all.  I was sitting in one of the back rows, alone, but I had my Sir's dogtags in my pocket.  Today's service didn't bother me as much as they usually do.

It was a beautiful service, and it was VERY muscally oriented.  Live trumpet playing- a Gospel rock band.  Aside from the fact that I got to sick and these were HEAVILY enriched tunes that usually make my face turn green, I was just enjoying the songs, getting to sing and finding the harmonies.  The service focused on her father's love- for his family, for his music, and for his beliefs. 

Then the pastor had his many chances to open his mouth... There are free bibles when you leave, you can take one as long as you promise to read it.  We should all strive to be like her father and live the way of God.  And my best part was the 10 minutes of, why you should be a Christian and the prayer that followed to rededicate yourself to God if you so felt the urge. 

I then went to the cemetary and that is where I finally met up with my friend and her fiance's parents.  Her fiance is overseas with my Husband.  The first words out of his fathers mouth are," We are comforted by the Lord God aren't we?"  Its very difficult for me, but I nodded my head and agreed with him.  The majority of the talk later that day also wa mostly about God, and religion.  I felt that at a funeral service was not the time to reassert myself as a non-christian. 

What I was not expecting was his parents to turn to me andask if my Sir has told me any of the stories that Nate has told them, and what I've heard.  As of this afternoon I know of ( in the words of Achmed the dead terrorist) a premature detonation, body clean up, and one more I am not desiring to mention for obvious reasons.   I am not overly upset that I ahve heard about them.  The situation is terrible right now, but at some point I do want to know what has happened.  Though I will feel much better hearing them when he is on US soil again...

One day at a time, I just want my Sir home so that we can just be together and work things out together again.   I love my Sir...

♥Always♥
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