Soldier's night before Christmas

'Twas The Night Before Christmas,
He Lived All Alone,
In a One Bedroom House Made Of Plaster And Stone.

I Had Come Down The Chimney With Presents To Give,
And Just Who In This Home Did Live.

I Looked All About, A Strange Sight I Did See, No Tinsel, No Presents, Not Even A Tree. No Stocking By Mantle, Just Boots Filled With Sand, On The Wall Hung Pictures Of Far Distant Lands.

With Medals And Badges, Awards Of All Kinds,
A Sober Thought Came Through My Mind.
For This House Was Different,
It Was Dark And Dreary,
I Found The Home Of A Soldier,
Once I Could See Clearly.

The Soldier Lay Sleeping, Silent, Alone,
Curled Up On The Floor In This One Bedroom Home.

The Face Was So Gentle,
The Room In Such Disorder,
Not How I Pictured A United States Soldier.

Was This The Hero Of Whom I'd Just Read?
Curled Up On A Poncho, The Floor For A Bed?

I Realized The Families That I Saw This Night,
Owed Their Lives To These Soldiers Who Were Willing To Fight.

Soon Round The World,
The Children Would Play,
And Grownups Would Celebrate A Bright Christmas Day.

They All Enjoyed Freedom Each Month Of The Year,
Because Of The Soldiers,
Like The One Lying Here.

I Couldn't Help Wonder How Many Lay Alone,
On a Cold Christmas Eve In A Land Far From Home.

The Very Thought Brought A Tear To My Eye,
I Dropped To My Knees And Started To Cry.

The Soldier Awakened And I Heard A Rough Voice,
"Santa Don't Cry, This Life Is My Choice;
I Fight For Freedom, I Don't Ask For More,
My Life is My God My Country, My Corps."

The Soldier Rolled Over And Drifted To Sleep,
I Couldn't Control It,
I Continued To Weep.
I Kept Watch For Hours,
So Silent And Still And We Both Shivered From The Cold Night's Chill.

I Didn't Want To Leave On That Cold, Dark, Night,
This Guardian Of Honor So Willing To Fight.

Then The Soldier Rolled Over,
With A Voice Soft And Pure, Whispered,
"Carry On Santa, It's Christmas Day, All Is Secure."

One Look At My Watch,
And I Knew He Was Right.
"Merry Christmas My Friend, And To All A Good Night."

70 degrees and almost Christmas

It's been a while since I've been on here. I have been working at Bennigan's and The Learning Zone. Money is still pretty tight.
I finally got a tree. Thank's to the military. I decorated it with paper chains and popcorn. I am going to buy lights tomorrow. The gifts under it are small but it's the best I could do for the people I love.
I can't wait to get home for Christmas. I am not sure when we will be leaving yet. I want to go soon but I know I can't afford to be off work that long. It really doesn't feel like Christmas yet. It is shocking that tomorrow is Billy's birthday. Probably cause it was 70 degrees out today. I miss snow really bad. I can't have Christmas without snow.
I need to find another job... a better job... so I can make decent money and no work in such crapy places. I will look high and low this week.
Being down here has been nice though. I have got to meet a lot of cool guys. See different things. And most of all, be with my sexy man.
On Friday I got to go to a Christmas light show. It was really cool. It lasted forever. Much better than Grand Forks one. I went with David, Chapman, and Moore. We all had our favorites until the end. The tunnel of lights was the best and everyone had to agree.
At work today a gay guy I work with told me David had a "scrumptious" crotch and that he "just wanted to grab it." I thought that was funny yet flattering so I had to share it.
I would like to wish Billy a happy 17th birthday and Jamiee a happy 12th birthday.
Thank you LORD for my friends and family. Living this life without fompany would be very lonely and sad. Having no one to share in your joy would take the happiness out of our lives. That is why GOD gave us friends to share in the wonderful life he has given us.