I’ll See You When I See You…

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The other day my husband was out planting soybeans in the field around the section. I had to take the pickup out there with more seed beans for him. Before I left I told him what I always say when he is out doing fieldwork and has no idea when he will be back…”I’ll see you when I see you….”

As I drove home I started thinking about that farewell saying. I thought about it in connection with the upcoming holiday of Memorial Day or Decoration Day as my Grandma always called it.

I wondered if any moms, dads, sweethearts, wives, sons, daughters and so on used those same words of farewell when sending a loved one off to the military? When they sent those loved ones off in times of war they had no idea when they would see them next, or if they would see them again this side of heaven.

A couple years back my sister and I had the privilege of going to Arlington National Cemetery in Washington, D.C. We were able to visit the grave of our cousin’s son, Julian, who gave his life for this country.

Not everyone, serving in the military comes back in a flag draped casket. But many do….and my heart hurts for those families who do have to deal with that loss. I pray they know how very grateful this nation and this farm wife is to those who serve and give all.

I also hope that our military men and women know how deeply grateful we are for all who serve and protect us and our values. Their sacrifices, being away from their loved ones, going through hardships for us, humbles me and puts a lump in my throat when I think about it. They are the core of what makes this nation great.

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When my youngest son was in grade school, (many years ago) they held a day to honor the veterans in our community. The photo that was taken that day remains one of my all time favorite photos…..my son with his Grandpa who served in the medic group in the 50’s. He was stationed in Germany and is still so very proud of his service to his country.

I am grateful to the men and women who serve and allow us to not worry. Their service allows us to get up each day and go about daily tasks without fear. Their service lets me ponder on a simple farewell as I leave my husband in the freshly disked soybean field.

For those families who spend Memorial Day at the cemetery putting flowers on the grave of the one who did not come back….you are not forgotten and neither is your loved one. And for those of us who do not stand at a graveside tomorrow and shed tears while the hole in our hearts still bleeds with sorrow….let us not forget….let us remember to say thank you.

Greater love hath no man than this,
that a man lay down his life for his friends.
John 15:13 KJV

 

I’ll see you when I see you…..
Chicken Grandma

28 thoughts on “I’ll See You When I See You…

  1. susieshy45 says:

    Dear Faye,
    I felt strongly in my heart reading this post. Not being from a military family and not having anyone of my close relatives in the services, I will not ever be able to fathom the depth of pain in their farewells. I have read of wives sending off their husbands to the second world war, not knowing if they would ever come back- whole. And when the came back, what many of these people have to deal with in civilian life- the stresses, the cares, lack of finances.
    I am glad you took this time to remember and remind us of the valuable time we spend with our relatives and friends so we can hang on to those when they are not with us.( this side of heaven- love that expression).
    Is that your father in the picture ?
    How a soyabean planting can lead to such a magnificent thought !
    Susie

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  2. bcparkison says:

    Oh Chicken…I am so glade your husband has been able to gt in the fields. This has been a really crazy year with the weather .
    Good thoughts on this special day but we really should remember every day. Love to you….Ya’ll have a safe planting season.

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      • bcparkison says:

        Every thing is basic ok here. I have had several situations with my Dad lately. One was especially bad but all part of the deal. These are the time when I miss my farmer the most. He wouldn’t have helped the situation ,maybe even made it worse, but he would have been here for me. Rali posted this morning about the importance of hugs. I could sure use one of his and he was always there with one.
        Love each other…..you never know. xoxo

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    • thechickengrandma says:

      It just kind of struck me as I was driving away from the field that I could be pretty sure I would see my farmer husband that day. I realized that military families do not always have that assurance when they send their loved one out the door to work.

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      • lindasschaub says:

        Yes, it is sad and I often will see a news story where they are sending a contingent of them off from our military airport and the looks on the spouses’ faces as they hug and kiss their loved ones goodbye … you know what is running through their minds.

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  3. jennymarie4 says:

    Beautiful post! Three of my nieces and their husbands are all in the military. So this touched home for me. Also, my husband and I always say “I’ll see you when I see you” on days we both are busy and are going our separate ways for the day. Thanks for sharing this.

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    • thechickengrandma says:

      With farming I never know quite when my husband will walk through the door so I have used that line for years!
      I have a cousin in the military and one nephew at this time. Two nephews just got out of active duty but one of them still has 3 years of reserve.

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      • jennymarie4 says:

        I’m so thankful to those who serve. My nieces and their husbands have had to sacrifice a lot… months/years of not being together, moving, the pressures, etc. Hope you have a wonderful weekend! xx

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