Monday, September 22, 2008


Recently, I had the pleasure of being part of a small group who took some of our wounded warriors to the beach for the weekend. There was a great deal of planning and coordinating involved and though we experienced a couple of "hiccups", all went well in the end. There were a lot of people who helped make the trip a success: our fearless leader, LDR, who coordinated hotel rooms, transportation, meals and even a huge motorcycle escort for the second half of our trip, our very gracious local Angels who pulled out all the stops and hosted our wounded warriors for a delicious home cooked meal and many others who worked tirelessly to host our heroes for the weekend. There was plenty of laughter and joking around the entire weekend, as well as many wonderful conversations as we got to know each other a little bit better, but there is one moment that will forever stay in my heart:

Early one morning, I stood on the beach with one of our warriors, gazing out at the choppy waters under a beautifully clouded sky. As we stood watching for a few moments, he broke the silence by telling me this was the first time he had ever seen the ocean. Every ounce of effort put into this weekend was worth it to be able to share this one special moment with a warrior.


Soldiers Angels said...

his is a wonderful post
\thank you for all you do

Michael said...

What an awesome trip! If you're referring to Point Pleasant Beach you left out the discount massages from the great hotel spa we stayed at. Great times had by all even with the hiccups! Thank you all!