Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Military Moves

By Debby Giusti
Hubby and I spent yesterday at Fort Benning, Georgia, helping my son and daughter-in-law move into quarters on post. I'm an Army Brat and an Army wife, so the day brought back memories of the numerous moves I've made throughout my life.

Hubby checked the boxes off the master inventory as they were unloaded from the moving van. Son and daughter-in-law directed where the movers were to take the household items, while I opened dish boxes in the kitchen.

The temperature was sky high—over one hundred--and, with the front door propped open so the movers could come in and out, the temperature inside hovered above ninety. At least, the Lord blessed us with sunshine and not rain, which would have made everything much more difficult.

As I washed the dishes I had unpacked and placed them in the cupboard, I reflected on the many times I'd washed dishes as a child, while my parents arranged furniture and directed movers. Often my mother and I would work late into the night, getting the kitchen organized. The rest of the house could be in disarray, but there was always a sense of accomplishment when the glasses and mugs and plates were in place.

Driving home last night, I thought about all the young families who sacrifice so much for our country. I’m proud of my son and his lovely wife, just as I’m proud of all our military. The moves are frequent, the separations are many, but our men and women in uniform are making a difference.

Today, I’m back at my computer, working on THE OFFICER’S SECRET, the first book in my new Military Investigations series from Steeple Hill Love Inspired Suspense. The series features men and women in the Army’s Criminal Investigation Division, which deals with felony crimes within the military. I want the stories to showcase the Army way of life and the dedication and commitment of those who serve. They’re a special group of heroes that I hope readers will enjoy getting to know.
Wherever you are today and no matter the job you do, make a difference, unhold our country and the values on which this nation was formed and thank a servicemember for helping to keep us free.
Wishing you abundant blessings,
Debby Giusti
http://www.debbygiusti.com/
http://www.seekerville.blogspot.com/

8 comments:

Debby Giusti said...

Blogger problems this AM. For some reason, a rough draft of my post appeared instead of the finished piece. If any of you stopped in early this morning, I hope you realized something was wrong.

Thanks for visiting the blog and for being a faithful Craftie Ladies of Suspense follower!!!

PamelaTracy said...

How cool that they're so close.

Leann said...

Hey, Deb, everything looks fine. This last Memorial Day our local cemetery had a wonderful tribute to fallen servicemen. It moved me.

But we need to thank the current members of our military. They are an amazing group of people.

Debby Giusti said...

Pam,
Yes, we're thrilled to have our son and daughter-in-law in GA! Takes about 1 1/2 hours to reach Benning--whoo-hoo!!!

Debby Giusti said...

Hi Leann,

Over holiday weekends, it's easy to think that everyone is celebrating. Yet our deployed military never have a day off. Okay, maybe Christmas or Thanksgiving might be a down day for them with special meals and some organized sporting activities, but they're still working. They're "on" 24/7.

Thanks for your nice comments about our brave military heroes!

Terri Reed said...

My husband served in the army, long before we met. I have to say, I so applaude our service men and women.
I tear up when I think about the sacrifices made.

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Barbara Phinney said...

Both my husband and I served in the Canadian army, and your post certainly brought back memories. Moving in January in northern Ontario, or moving in the sweltering heat of summer. Making the mistake only once to ask the movers to unpack! Never again!
And watching my husband leave to some tour of duty, and my son's excitment to see him again. Military families are special, aren't they?