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First I want to take the time to say thank you to those who have helped me so much on creating these pages LuvToTease,Codewiz51,Marcus when I first began this project I had no idea what I was doing I wouldn't have sounds if it wasn't for Marcus,Code gave me my angel and advice when needed and bless you Luv without you I wouldn't have been able to link these pages.*HUGS* .......ok now on with the show people and please take the time to sign my Guestbook and any input will be welcome. Please remember to click submit if you dont the guestbook won't post it.

Hi I'm dollbaby87.

I would like to take the time to tell you a little about myself . I am married and a mother of three wonderful children,two girls ages 7 and 10 and one boy age 5 . My children are the light of my life! I am a full time mother and also in college now working toward a associate degree in Computer Technology . My husband is in the military and we are stationed in Kansas . I followed the yellow brick road here and damnit I can't find my way out LMAO . I enjoying reading,anything to do with the outdoors and love to chat and meet new people,I also collect angels . I am a open and honest person and ask the same from any relationship I have with others . I do love to joke and cut up and any of my friends online or off line can tell you that! This is my first time at doing this I want it to be fun and reflect who I am.Remember always that wrinkles should be only where smiles have been!

The Military Wife

The good Lord was creating a model for military wives and was into His sixth day of overtime when an angel appeared. She said, "Lord, you seem to be having a lot of trouble with this one. What's wrong with the standard model?" The Lord replied, "Have you seen the specs on this order? She has to be completely independent, possess the qualities of both father and mother, be a perfect hostess to four or forty with an hour's notice, run on black coffee, handle every emergency imaginable without a manual, be able to carry on cheerfully, even if she is pregnant and has the flu, and she must be willing to move to a new location ten times in seventeen years. And, oh yes, she must have six pairs of hands!"

The angel shook her head, "Six pairs of hands? No way." The Lord continued, "Don't worry, I will make other military wives to help her. I will give her an unusually strong heart so it can swell with pride in her husband's achievements, sustain the pain of separations, beat soundly when it is overworked and tired, and be large enough to say, "I understand" when she doesn't and say "I love you", regardless."

"Lord," said the angel, touching his arm gently. "Go to bed and get some rest. You can finish this tomorrow." "I can't stop now," said the Lord. "I am so close to creating something unique. Already this model heals herself when she is sick, can put up six unexpected guests for the weekend, wave goodbye to her husband from a pier, a runway or a depot, and understand why it's important that he leave." The angel circled the model of the military wife, looked at it closely and sighed, "It looks fine, but it's too soft."

"She might look soft," replied the Lord. "But she has the strength of a lion. You would not believe what she can endure." Finally the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek of the Lord's creation. "There's a leak." she announced. "Something is wrong with the construction. I am not surprised that it has cracked. You are trying to put too much into this model." The Lord appeared offended at the angel's lack of confidence. "What you see is not a leak." He said. "It's a tear." "A tear? What is it there for?" asked the angel. The Lord replied, "It's for joy, sadness, pain, disappointment, loneliness, pride, and a dedication to all the values that she and her husband hold dear." "You are a genius!" exclaimed the angel. The Lord looked puzzled and replied...
"I didn't put it there."
Author Unknown

~ The Sisterhood ~

by Debby Guisti

I am an Army wife--a member of that sisterhood of women
who have the courage to watch their men march into battle and
the strength to survive until their return. Our sorority knows
no rank for we earn our membership with a marriage
license,traveling over miles or nations to begin
a new life with our soldier husbands.
Within days we turn a barren, echoing building into a home,
and though our quarters are inevitably white walled and
unpapered, we decorate with the treasures of our travels
for we shop the markets of the globe. Using hammer
and nail, we tack our pictures to the wall and our
roots to the floor as firmly as if we had lived there for a lifetime.
We hold a family together by the bootstraps and raise
the best of "brats", instilling into them the
motto, "Home Is Togetherness" whether motel,
or guest house, apartment or duplex.
As Army wives, we soon realize that the only good in
"Good-bye" is the "Hello Again". For as salesmen for
freedom, our husbands are often on the road, leaving us
behind for a week, a month, an assignment. During the
separation we guard the homefront, existing until the homecoming.
Unlike our civilian counterparts, we measure time,
not by age but by tours--married at Knox, a baby
born at Bliss, a promotion in Missouri. We plant
trees but never see them growtall, work on projects
completed long after our departure, and enhance our community
for the betterment of those who come after us.
We leave a part of ourselves at every stop.
Through experience we have learned to pack a
suitcase, a car, or hold baggage and live indefinitely from
the contents within; and though our fingers
are sore from the patches we have sewn and the silver
we have shined,our hands are always ready to help those around us.
Women of peace, we pray for a world in harmony, for
the flag that leads our men into battle will also blanket
them in death. Yet we are an optimistic group,
thinking of the good and forgetting the bad, cherishing
yesterday while anticipating tomorrow.
Never rich by monetary standards, our hearts
are overflowing with a wealth of experiences common
only to those united by the special tradition of military life.
We pass on this legacy to every Army bride, welcoming her
withoutstretched arms, with love and friendship, from one
sister to another,sharing in the bounty of our unique,
fulfilling Army way of life.

~ Silent Patriot ~

by Robin Jones

A woman for all seasons
A woman for today.
She stands to meet all challenges
And grows along the way.
Her life is not an easy one
With many loads to bear,
But she proudly serves her husband
And the uniform he wears.
Although she didn't take the oath
To preserve democracy
She's there each day on the home front
To keep our country free.
She's foreign-born or a country girl,
Diversity you will find.
But to be an Army wife
it takes a special kind.
She's one who keeps on going
Through adversity and pain.
She's the steady, strong foundation
When nothing stays the same.
She's one who sheds a tear
As Old Glory passes by,
But couldn't give an answer
If you were to ask her why.
Throughout the years, she marches on
Through tears and joy and strife.
She's America's unsung hero--
She's a military wife.

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