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To: Robert A. Cook, PE
We are the wives of the US soldiers.We are in the battle too.We are proud of what our country stands for and we are proud of the men who defend her. When my husband comes home from work he has made a difference in the life a woman who has never known independence,of a child who has never had nourishment of a nation who has never known the freedoms we so often take for granted.

We spend countless hours glued to a television that portrays images that will haunt forever.We watch in fear that the next casualty will be ours, in sympathy that the next casualty will be someone else's and in pride of what our men are doing to change the world around us. We spend countless hours in prayer for their strength and safety and pray God's comfort for the wives and families who suffer loss at this great cause. We sometimes go days, weeks and months with no word from the one we love. No quick phone call, letter or email. No "honey, don't worry everything will be all right" and no "I love you"s to get us through the night. But we know that they are out there and we are in their hearts as they are in ours. We know a life where one phone call at 2:00 a.m. can change our lives forever. We know what it's like to use all that we have to make it through a day.We are brave and we are strong and we stand behind our men at all cost.
When I hear the war protesters, I am curious. You cry out for the loss of lives of our innocent soldiers, Yet you don't cry for the thousands of innocent lives lost under the Iraqi regime. You cry out for the few innocent civilians who unfortunately may be caught in the crossfire and blame our own forces. Yet still you do not cry out for the thousands tortured and executed daily under the Iraqi regime and fail to realize we are sending food and medicine to a nation who has never had such treatment. You say "oh, but what about those poor soldiers" Does a doctor become a surgeon with the hopes of never having to operate on a patient? Does a lawyer pass the bar with expectations of never trying a single case? Does an athlete train for a big event he never intends to participate in? No, just as a soldier doesn't train for combat and vow to give his life forhis country with the expectations of never being put to the test.
Don't cry for our husbands, they are proud of what they do, they have trained hard for this important job and they are good at it. Don't cry for us, the wives, we are trained as well. Your pity is nothing more than insulting. We are all much stronger than you give us credit for.
Not just you, the protesters, but NO ONE likes a war.
We all understand and share a common sorrow for the things that have to be done but the bottom line is that they have to be done and they are for a greater cause.
We should all be grateful that there are thousands of men and women who have chosen this job and this life so that all of the rest of us can enjoy our freedom.
There is a time to sit back and there is a time to stand up.There is a time to speak out and take action.There is time to stand up, suck it up and show as much support and
gratitude as possible.The time to sit back ended 9-11-02 and the time to stand up began.The time to speak out is now for the people who lost their lives in the twin
towers, Pentagon and in Pennsylvania who no longer have a voice and for the Iraqi and Afghan people who have no voice of their own without our help.The time to take action is now, before we're violently attacked on our
own soil again, not after.The time to stand up for our troops, suck up the sadness and show support and the gratitude for this elite group of selfless men and women who have chosen to protect your way of life and create a new and better life for those less fortunate is now.
Show them that they're not fighting or dying in vain, show them that you appreciate their sacrifice for your freedom. Everyday of your life is not a picnic or parade, you can choose to let it get you down or you can learn, grow and move on. The choice is yours.
We are at war, like it or not, so please accept this fact, stop whining and support our troops and when you tuck your children into bed tonight and gently kiss them
goodnight when you lie down beside your husband or wife for a good night sleep,thank the Lord that your family is safe and you know where each of them are. We, the wives, will go to sleep tonight, alone, not knowing where our husbands are, but our hearts will be filled with pride knowing that it is because of our husbands, these brave and selfless soldiers, that you have the blessing of this great freedom. We are the wives of the US soldiers.

Please say a prayer for our men and women in combat. Pray for their strength, safety and morale. Pray for their spouses, children and loved ones that may have comfort and peace. Pray for strength, courage and wisdom for President Bush, his cabinet and our military leaders. And take time today to be thankful for your freedom

Tobie R. Kreiner

This is the best letter I have received in a long time, it expresses perfectly everything I feel and believe. Please pass it on.
111 posted on 04/06/2003 9:27:07 PM PDT by SoldiersGirl (Land of the Free..because of the Brave)
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To: SoldiersGirl
Great letter, but shouldn't that be 9-11-01?
122 posted on 04/06/2003 9:29:21 PM PDT by fellowpatriot
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To: SoldiersGirl
Glad you reposted on NEW day thread. I am reposting my response/question for you and anyone else who might know.

What a powerful letter.

At our rally for america a wife of gi in Mideast read the wife of military "creed"

Is there an official one that you are aware of?


2978 posted on 04/07/2003 12:22 AM EDT by DollyCali
192 posted on 04/06/2003 9:36:05 PM PDT by DollyCali
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