I am well aware that this site is read primarily by women. I’m fine with that.
In fact, reader comments are 98% women strong.
Yesterday that became 97%.
Rarely, if ever, will a comment become an actual post. That would be redundant.
But I also assume that many of you may never go back to an old post and read the comments.
Am I right? (I know I shouldn’t assume…)
In this instance, I felt deeply compelled to be sure you all didn’t miss this award-winning comment.
Okay, maybe not award-winning, because that infers there was a competition or a contest and there wasn’t.
If there was a contest, this is the blog badge I would bestow on the winner.
The winner could put their award badge on their blog to celebrate and brag about their achievement.
If there was a contest, the winning comment would be found…where else but here…
Instead of a contest and because he doesn’t have a blog…
I’d like to introduce you to Command Sergeant Major Daniel Bowman.
He also happens to be the husband of my wiener dog-loving friend, Ann.
He wrote this comment and to say I was surprised would be a huge understatement.
I have thought long and hard how to contribute to this insightful place on the web without emasculating myself. All of the pseudo pink/purple hues that border the home page have made me swear not to tell the fellow members of my man world a thing about it. Sorry Sherra.
But having close ties with a contributor and a real feeling that life lessons need to be shared, I’m jumping in. It’s funny how we (or maybe it’s just me) learn things. Take friendship. Oh, not the friendship you find in a pick-up basketball game or a friendship you make at work, a real deep friendship that is closer and more real than I can fathom. I have friends and since my return from my tour of duty in Iraq I have some VERY close friends, but not the type of friendship that I have observed between my wife and the author of this web site.
Sherra, I’m jealous. Maybe jealous is too weak of a word, but I can’t think of another. I’ve never heard two people laugh so hard or talk so long on the phone about who knows what. How can two college sorority sisters who met over 26 years ago be so emotionally close to each other? Heck their relationship is closer than the one my wiener dog and I have with my wife and the three of us sleep in the same bed!
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining, I’m a man of few words and anytime that massive verbal trail of every detail of my wife’s day and menstrual cycle can be directed to someone else’s ear, it’s a “praise the baby Jesus moment” for me.
I do wish I had that. Not the menstrual cycle, but the ability to share every detail of my life with someone (who’s not my spouse), who doesn’t judge or get paid for acting like they care. A true unselfish friend. When I look back to when I was away from my family for 15+ months I remember how my concerns were turned upon myself and my Soldiers.
I left my wife to fend for herself four thousand miles away, paying bills, raising our children, calling a plumber, and scratching the dog’s back. I only had 15 minutes on a phone every 2-3 days, that is if it didn’t go dead in the middle of a conversation and very limited email access. No time to discuss those details of the day, only enough time to verify that I was still alive and kicking.
Thank God for Sherra. She filled in for me and I owe her my thanks.
There’s a saying within the Military; “America isn’t at war, the Army’s at war, America’s at the Mall.”
My version is a bit different “America isn’t at war, the Army and its Soldier’s families and FRIENDS are at war…”
I can assure you Dan (and any other men who are lurking here) that you did not emasculate yourself. Women love words and Ann & I both loved yours. You are speaking our love language, dear!
It was my pleasure to be there for Ann while you were in Iraq serving our country with pride and honor. Thank YOU, Dan.
P.S. Now don’t be a weenie…go tell all your manly friends that you were featured on a girly blog 🙂
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