My Last Promise to a Solider

My husband's brother passed away on Saturday, October 30, 2010. This was no surprise, he had been sick for a very long time, but the disease set off from cancer he had in earlier years, finally took him from us. He was 49 years, which to most is the middle of your life. We had discussed his clothing for burial, not to any length, but things were missing from his uniform, in the military they are called "Dress Blues", he was missing his Lt blue arm braid and Lt blue breast plate. We had been to the River boat, just to spend some time away from the ordinary and him to get out of the house. I told him to not worry these things would be taken care of "I promise." Today as my husband travels to find this braided arm band, I finished the breast plate, for him to wear while he waits for the Second coming of Christ.

Today I kept my promise to a Solider.


'til next time,

wild clover