MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT

My mom loves to read, it has always helped her wind down from a busy day.  Yesterday she finished a book called "Suspect" by Robert Crais and she plans on reading more of his books.  In the middle of the night she woke up thinking about this book and she told me her thoughts went helter skelter in lots of directions. "Mom go back to sleep its 1:45 in the A. M.!"  Instead, we went out on the porch to listen to the silence. "Actually all I heard was my stomach growling cos I wanted a late night snack."

"Alright Mom lets talk, that way we can get back to bed."  So Mom was telling me about this Suspect book and how it is about two hero's.  One has two legs and is a police officer and the other has four legs and is a Marine. " What, I could have been in the Marines?"  She went on to tell me that they meet up and it is a story about how they both suffer pain and loss in their lives, and only through each other do they start to heal. "What MOM I could have in the Marines?"  "What about the USO Mom, do you think it is to late for me to call them?"

Then we got to talking about her son in law, Abe, I call him Uncle Abe, I am not sure he appreciates my sense of humor. Anyway on Memorial Day he is going to give a speech about Veterans and remembering what they do for us. Almost four years ago he came home from his second tour in Iraq. A few months later Macey was born.

 Now she looks like this.

So alot of time and not much time has passed. I think he was the pack leader in Iraq and when he came back his pack was changed forever. He has been asked before to give a speech but we think he just wasn't ready.  Now, Mom is hoping that by saying his words out loud they will help heal what is inside.

I think the moment our soldiers step off the plane they should be handed a pug. It doesn't matter if it is a baby pug or a young pug, or an oldster pug.  Just a pug, cos you know we are the clowns of the dog world. Just look into our faces and try to stay sad, or mad...you can't cos you laugh.

 Heck, we are always on our peoples laps, and staying under their feet. "Maybe they should deploy pugs so we can be carried around in their rut-sacks...what do you think Mom?"

I love my Uncle Abe and am so proud of him and all the soldiers all over the world.  I tell him that everytime he comes over and I lay on his lap.  I hope he has his listening ears on.
Stella Rose