Years ago I penned this brief image from a fleeting dream:
“The wife saluted her husband upon his arriving home after work. The smile on her face and twinkle in her eyes showed this oft-repeated gesture was not out of duty or sarcasm but out of love for her husband and respect for his position at work and at home. Seated near the back screen door, her hair a bit unkempt, this wife anticipated the arrival of her sergeant-husband. He returned the accustomed welcome, her loving salute, with the expected smile and first a tip then a toss of his cap to her. They never tired of this ritual which kindled their love the few evenings his rotating shift allowed them to be home together.”
I have no real connection with military life, so I cherish this dream that allows me to meet some association with how a wife and husband deal with the hard realities of service in the military. With this I give a salute to those who serve our country, our families, me.