Tuesday, November 11, 2008

my hero

Thank you to all who have served our country. Like many families my family history is dotted with veterans through the generations. Forever I will be grateful...but I will not lie, my favorite veteran in the whole wide world is Ken. It dawned on me this morning that I have spent over half my life with him. Longer than I lived with my parents. This is hard to comprehend as those early days are still fresh in my memory.

I couldn't give you a straight answer as to why he chose to serve. It was hard in the beginning to move away. Hadley was a baby and the shock of not having either of our large extended families surrounding us was almost too much. But so began his life as an airman, we set up our little homes through the years. Playing house and adding kids. Ken's job grew into a career. He is very good at what he does, he makes me proud everyday. I have yet to meet anyone who can balance family and work as effortlessly as he does. Last week I attended a luncheon where he was speaking, I sat there picturing him in his boxer briefs. Is this normal? He is very professional but yet has no trouble acting like Ralph Furley from Three's Company and calling me Luscious Lana. This is why I love him. He is completely selfless. Everyday he makes the world a better place, I say this both in the service and outside of it. He rarely complains. He teaches me stuff everyday. From how an airplane stays in the air to what to feed a 6 month old heifer calf. And honestly he makes it all interesting. He can hula hoop with his girls or wrestle both boys, mooshing their faces to the living room floor having them announce to the house how much they love carpet. I bought him these overalls to be cute as this is what the younger kids wear when we are working outside. He wore them without even a funny look. And dang who knew overalls could be sexy?

It hurts when he is away. It makes me question why we put ourselves through this. This is where his selfless service comes in. I don't understand much of what is going on in our world. I Suppose not many do. I would surely complain way more than Ken. He embraces his family, his service. He is my hero.


Lavender Dreamer said...

I'm proud of my hero, too. They all deserve pats on the back...and hugs!
You blog always inspires me.