I wear no uniforms, no blues or army greens.
But I am in the military in the ranks rarely seen.
I have no rank upon my shoulders, salutes I do not give.
But the military world is the place where I live.
I'm not in the chain of command, orders I do not get.
But my husband is the one who does, this I cannot forget.
I'm not the one who fires the weapon, who puts my life on the line.
But my job is just as tough. I'm the one that's left behind.
My husband is a patriot, a brave and prideful man,And the call to serve his country, not all can understand.
Behind the lines I see the things needed to keep this country free.
My husband makes the sacrifice, but so do our kids and me.
I love the man I married. Patriotism is his life.
But I stand among the silent ranks known as the military wife.
Last week we had a going away party for two of out Weather Wives who leaving us. For a gift, one of the wives recieved this beautiful poem framed like I have never seen before. I fell in love with the poem and thought it would make a beautiful card. So these are my 4th of July cards and I am making a whole bunch because I know lots of military wives. Military wives are like no other. So much is asked of them. They move all over the world. Theye are alone so much of the time. I always say "yes, there are single mothers but I believe being a military wife can be just as hard if not harder". A single mother can live her life. Military wives do a single parents job but have their hearts out there missing their husbands, helping their husbands and caring for their husbands from far away. Our husbands come and go like the wind. I dearly love the wives I know and am thankful for the chance to learn from them and lean on them and to call them my friends...it's a wonderful life.