"He is my soldier, and always will be"

ProtoCatholic has a post up that should move you:

A few days before Christmas, the reporter had a very vivid dream. She dreamt that her sergeant friend was in a jungle. He wore a helmet and sported face paint. He was writing a letter to her. In the dream she could see the letter. It was black and white newsprint, and he had written to her in red ink on the newsprint. He told her that he was fighting, but that he was safe. When she woke up an inexplicable feeling of peace and goodwill had infused her heart.

After Christmas she received a letter from the sergeant. The white stationary letter started out in black ink, but as the words went on the ink began to fade. Finally the writing picked back up in red ink. The sergeant explained to her that he and fellow soldiers had been sent down to Panama to oust Noriega. He described gunfights but said he was safe. He explained that they were not allowed to tell family and friends about the imminent deployment, but now that things were settling down he could be in touch.

Well worth your time to read the whole thing.  Well worth your time to bookmark her blog.

Comments

[chuck aka xtnyoda]

Great story.

I wrote a few of those "reassuring" letters while in Nam.

[Gretchen]

Wow! I'm honored! Thank you for mentioning my post.

And thank you for the honor you give to our military. I'm always passing along your posts to my hubby and his military buddies.

[Rick]

I'm the honored one Gretchen... thanks for passing my suff on...