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Saturday, July 23, 2011

Denver Zoo

Yesterday was my husband's last day of Con Leave before he had to head back to BAMC (boooo!).  He had a late flight, so we decided to head to the zoo for the day.  We went to the San Antonio Zoo a few months back (I didn't like it, way too many birds and reptiles and not enough big animals!).  And we of course have gone to Cheyenne Mountain Zoo a few times while we lived in Colorado Springs (which is still one of my faves since you can feed the giraffes!)  I hadn't been to the Denver Zoo in probably about 5 or 6 years, though.  I must say, I think our state definitely has some of the best zoo's.  I forgot how big Denver Zoo is!  And they are currently undergoing a huge expansion, which will be called the "Asian Tropics".  I look forward to it because I am so hoping it will have koala bears!

Anyways, I am so glad we went.  They have such a wide variety of animals, even monkeys in trees without a fence around it!  I was waiting for one to drop down into my purse so I could run away with it (sadly, that did not happen).  My favorite part of the entire day had to be one specific gorilla.  He was sitting in one corner all alone, by the glass.  He was snacking, but in between biites he would stop and stare at me.  Like intently look me in my eyes!  It was awesome and intimidating all at once.  It never fails to amaze me how human-like they really are.  After I took the picture of him, he saw me holding my camera and smiled at me!  Teeth and all!  I wish I had caught it on camera, but I couldn't believe it.  And just the massive amounts of big beautiful trees that sprawl all around the zoo is amazing.  I had fun, and can't wait to go back again.  And one day beable to bring my own kids there, even though I just might be more excited then the children ;)  I managed to snap a few photos, so here is the link to the album.  Enjoy!


Denver Zoo


Animals give me more pleasure through the viewfinder of a camera than they ever did in the crosshairs of a gunsight. And after I've finished "shooting," my unharmed victims are still around for others to enjoy. I have developed a deep respect for animals. I consider them fellow living creatures with certain rights that should not be violated any more than those of humans.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Interesting Statistic

So the other day, I came across a statistic that interested me quite a bit.  I have actually been curious as to what this particular statistic was, so when I just happened to read it I was glad I found it.  The divorce rate for families of wounded warriors is about 80%.  I have always said that marriage in general is hard, then when you throw in the military/deployments/training it adds to the divorce rate.  So before even knowing the stat I knew the divorce rate for those wounded must be higher then that.  Nonetheless, I wasn't really expecting it to be that high (maybe more in the 60-70% range).  So being the wife of someone wounded in combat, I thought I would weigh in my opinion on this matter.

First of all, let me say that I think it would be interesting to further break this category down.  Compare the divorce rates of families whose soldier sustained serious burns or amputations versus other injuries (broken/shattered bones, etc.).  But going solely off the general term of "wounded warrior" I think there are a few contributors to the extremely high divorce rates. 

I do know that there are the spouses who seemingly were shallow, and at the mention of "ampuation" took off and left their husbands.  It is very sad, but it does happen.  However, for the vast majority I do not think this can be noted as the primary reason for the rate.  I have a hard time even referring to those cases as true marriages.  And the reason is, if you are solely with someone for physical reasons, how serious can your love for someone be? So moving on to a few of the big reasons I see causing couples to end in divorce...

The Move:  It's true military families are already used to having to move more.  But when you move due to an injury it is different. You pack up a few suitcases as full as you can, leave home (your job, your family, friends, and all that you know) and venture into the unknown by yourself.  You have no idea what to expect, how long to expect to be there, or anything of that sort.  Let me just say, it's scary!  Plain and simple.  I got a call on Sept. 26th, and I left Oct. 6th with no idea when I would be back.  Then in the time my husband was in the hospital I had to move like 3 times to different rooms (due to hotel maintenance), and again when he was discharged to an ADA room.  Luckily for us, I had moved home for this deployment.  But for many they had to up and leave homes, pets, and bring children along for this huge roller coaster ride.  You are in a new place, about to go through major life changes, and your entire support system is far from you.  And lets be frank, a bunch of strangers amd mere phone calls from home dont really suffice.

The Finances:  Financial issues can be the cause of major issues in any marriage, and we all know that if they are not sorted out it often does lead to divorce. For the wives like myself who worked, when you go from having that second income and then over night it's gone cause you take off to go be by your husband's side, it is a bit of a shock for the bank account.  While in the hospital it may not be a huge concern, but once your soldier is discharged you have to start figuring things out.  While down at BAMC, we knew so many couples who owned homes, and now needed to find housing in San Antonio but could not possibly afford a mortgage and rent.  Then they have to answer the question of do we sell or can we get a renter in?  Or even the heart breaking realization that the place you once called home, can never be home again due to amuptations and new physical limitations.  Then even when you finally get paid the TSGLI (insurance for loss of limbs, burns, etc) you have to decide as a team how to handle that money.  What do you put it towards, how much goes where?  Definitely have to make sure you are on the same page, and have a good plan set in motion for your family.

Reacclimation + Injuries:  On top of the injuries sustained, you have to remember just like any other soldier coming home from war, they have to reacclimate.  But now they have to adapt to a new "normal" at the same time.  Most of them have some form of PTSD and TBI, whether it's minor or severe.  They are trying to deal and cope, just as the spouse/caretaker is.  They can be easily triggered and snap at you.  It is a struggle to learn not to snap back.  You have to constantly tell yourself it's not really them, it's everything else.  But it is hard to think like that, when you are getting yelled at when all you are doing is trying to do is help in any way shape or form.  Battling passed that is tough, and you need to talk about it for sure.  The TBI can have a whole range of affects.  I knew people who had severe TBI, and had behavior similar to that of a child.  The social skills just weren't there any more.  That would be a struggle for any marriage.  To have to take a step back, and work on re training the brain and building it back up while the marriage is sort of put on the back burner in order to do so.  In our case, the mild TBI my husband had made him super forgetful and he would lose his train of thought very easily.  I would say things numerous times a day for him to remember.  Things would happen, and a few seconds later he seriously had no idea.  At first I was just like "really?"  but then as it continued, I would get more aggravated and frustrated that I was constantly repeating myself or that he would argue with me about things I knew I did or said, or he did or said, and he would tell me I was wrong.  Luckily for us, is was very mild and he is a million times better now.  The important thing with PTSD and TBI is to get help for it.  Don't pretend nothing is wrong, go to the little appointments for it, and it will be that mmuch better.

And in general STRESS, STRESS, STRESS: This word defines your life every day from when you first get that phone call, throughout the duration of rehab and recovery.  Being in the hospital is stressful.  Surgery days are stressful.  Not getting straight answers about things is stressful.  Having to re-learn how to walk is stressful.  Going from wife to caretaker is stressful. Living in the Fisher House with a bunch of other families is stressful. Everything is stressful!  The soldier is going through all these emotions trying to overcome and improve everyday.  The caretaker is doing just that, taking care of the soldier.  I will be the first to say it can be easy for resentment to build.  You leave everything behind to be there for that person, which I would do a million times again.  But you put yourself on the back burner.  You eat, sleep, breath for the other person.  Making sure they are ok, getting what they need when they need it, helping bath them, keeping medications straight.  You forget about yourself.  Then everything is geared towards the soldier.  Now don't misunderstand me, they deserve the world.  But I think often the spouses get kinda brushed aside.  But if they are not taken care of, how can they take care of  someone else.  You have got to remember to get away, and do something for you.  And do it without feeling guilty.  For the longest time I couldn't do that.  Heck I would feel guilty even leaving the hospital room when all he was doing was sleeping!  But you have to!  And if you don't learn how to balance, and cope, and cry when you want to cry or scream when you want to scream, you will end up bitter and resentful.

All these things, and of course others I didn't mention (I could blog for days on this topic!) could easily lead to divorce.  I think the key to marriages surviving such tramautic events is communication, understanding, and realization. Communicate with each other about everything.  Talk things out, or talk to therapists and social workers when the line of communication between you two isn't working.  Understand the other person's side of view.  Know what their struggles are, and how they are affected by things. And realize your boundaries.  Don't try to to be Mr. Tough soldier all the time, and don't try to be Superhuman Army wife.  At the end of the day you are human, and you need help sometimes.  It is ok.  Take advantage of EVERYTHING offered to you by every organization and volunteer!

The real act of marriage takes place in the heart. It's a choice you make - not just on your wedding day, but over and over again -- and that choice is reflected in the way you treat your husband or wife.

Saturday, July 2, 2011

High Five Tour

I stumbled across this event today.  It will hit all 50 states at some point this summer (some have already occured).  By attending an event in your area and making a contribution you can help Wounded Warriors and their families (or you can personally write a check to us. lol. TOTALLY JOKING!)  I think it's pretty cool so I just wanted to share it with you all.  The website has a listing of all the cities and dates they will be there, but I do know they will be here in Denver, CO on July 20th.  Here's the website for mor information if anyone is interested!

High Five Tour 2011
And today I have several quotes I like related to this blog.  And regardless of your political views, I believe we can all agree with these quotes...

The war does not end when you come home. It lives on in memories of your fellow soldiers, sailors, airmen and Marines who gave their lives. It endures in the wound that is slow to heal, the disability that isn’t going away, the dream that wakes you at night, or the stiffening in your spine when a car backfires down the street. (Pres. Obama) ♥

Behind every American in uniform stands a wife or husband; a mother, a father; a son or daughter; a sister or brother. These families – these remarkable families – are the force behind the force.(Pres. Obama) ♥

I have always said we have lots of obligations as a nation – but only one truly sacred moral obligation:  to prepare and protect those we send into harm’s way, and to give them every bit of care they, and their families, need when they return. (VP Biden) ♥

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Oh The Springs

So today I drove to Colorado Springs to go to a doctor's appointment and a dentist appointment.  Since I am currently staying at my mom's an hour north, and all my med stuff is still set up down there I figure the hour drive on occassion is much less a hassle then changing my PCM, etc.  Not to mention a trip to the Springs is always welcome to me.  It holds a warm & fuzzy place in my heart since it was the first place my husband and I had our own place together.  So as I was driving down there I was all giddy and excited to be going back to the Springs after several months.  I admired the beauty of my state and loved seeing the mountains grow closer as I drove further into town. I saw the clouds start to roll in over the mountains and I knew there would be a short afternoon rain, which is so typical for there this time of year.  The rain is always so peaceful, and looks beautiful with all the green trees and the mountains.  And not mention the smell, ahhh it just smells like home.  But then I felt my self quickly change from happy to sad. I began to cry.  And my first thought was "Really Angela?  When will you beable to drive here and not cry!" (This is my 2nd time coming to the Springs since he was injured, and yup still crying!) The reason I was crying is simple.  This is the last place I lived where my life was "normal", before it got flipped on its head and spun around a few several times.  And because if my husband hadn't been injured this deployment, we would be living there now, and it would be home again already.  I long for it so much.  I long for our lives to be there again.  To be normal and peaceful like the afternoon summer rains I adore so much.  So for now all I have to hold onto is a sweet thought, a heartfelt memory, and to keep that place in my heart open and ready for whenever we do get to call Colorado Springs home again.

Pikes Peak driving into the Springs on I-25....

And Cheyenne Mountain, which we always called "Our Mountain" because it was right there when you walked outside our apartment.

Home, the spot of earth supremely blest, A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest.

Friday, June 24, 2011

Late Night Thoughts

So last night as I was laying in bed, I began thinking about our year in The Springs prior to this last deployment.  One specific memory came to mind for some reason.  One night in December (2009), my husband was on CQ with Ochoa and Millet.  I didn't feel like sitting alone at home all night, so I decided to go see them.  We ordered pizza and watched Hangover (my first time seeing it).  I just remeber laughing so hard, especially the part where the cop says "Not you fat Jesus."  It was my first time meeting Ochoa and Millet.  They were both very polite and Millet had us laughing talking about the "blood brothers" part of the movie and how him and his cousins did that once.  Now if someone would have told me that of those three men sitting in front of me, one would lose a leg, one would lose some fingers, and one would never come home...I would have told you you were crazy.  And knowing what I know now, and looking back it breaks my heart to know that is what happened.  People always say you have to live in the moment, cherish the here and now cause you never know what the future holds.  But few people in this world truly understand just how important that is.  It has been 8 months or so since all of this happened. And every time someone see's me they ask how I am.  I find myself saying the same words "I'm fine."  And yes, for the most part I am.  I have learned to deal with things and accept them as they are.  But my heart is still filled with grief everyday.  I still find myself tearing up over simple things.  I feel hurt and anger in my heart about what happened.  And quite frankly some days I want to run to the top of a mountain, scream at the top of my lungs, and then cry until there are no more tears left.  I like to think I have been a good "strong Army wife" and have handled things best I know how.  But sometimes I think I need to allow myself to cry, to be upset, to tell people no I'm not ok.  I have every right to be upset.  Now please don't think that this means I am not grateful that my husband did come home. I know that we are going to be ok, and that life will go on. But that does not change the fact that what has happened this deployment is horrible, and that no one should have to go through the heart ache of missing limbs or losing loved ones.  It's a hard pill to swallow, and though time may ease the pain I don't think it ever completely goes away. 

So with that said, I want everyone to love and live harder.  To cherish every moment you share with your family and friends, no matter how insignificant that moment may seem now.  Watching a movie and eating pizza with a group of friends, dancing to the Cupid Shuffle at a deployment going away party, watching someone walk away from you and studying every inch of that person's being knowing it may never be the same.  And if your heart hurts...ITS OK!  Don't feel bad for your feelings.  Let them out, cause holding it in will only make it last longer and grow deeper into your soul. I have said it once, and I will say it again.  I am honored to know some of the most amazing men in this country.  I love my husband and our friends to the core.  And I hope for many happy, long years for all of us!

We cannot change our memories, but we can change their meaning and the power they have over us.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

News Coverage

Over the last 8 months (since Chris was injured) we have been interviewed numerous times.  I know there were several print articles we were in, that I have heard of but yet to see (of course!)  But here are links to three of them at least for those who are interested.

This is the first article, I have posted it before but here it is again. 
Stars and Stripes Article

This is an interview done with Chris after we met Michelle Obama and Jill Biden.
My SA Blog Article

And here is another article from when the first and second lady visited.
La Prensa Article

And of course our article and news clip from 9News done at Christmas.
Denver 9News Article

I know we have been in the San Antonio Express (their local newspaper) and Chris was recetly in the Fort Sam Paper.  Hopefully I can track these articles down as well.

People usually consider walking on water or in thin air a miracle. But I think the real miracle is not to walk either on water or in thin air, but to walk on earth. Every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don't even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child -- our own two eyes. All is a miracle.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Lake Travis

For our anniversary, we went to Lake Tavis in Austin, TX.  We stayed at a resort right on the Lake called Lakeway Resort and Spa.  We checked in on Friday afternoon.  I booked us a room with a lakeside view of course (there is no way I want to look out onto the parking lot!)  These were the views from our room...
And this is the same view later in the afternoon.  I loved how the sun looked on the water...

The first day we were there, Chris was sitting in the lobby and someone who worked there saw his legs and asked what happened.  After telling him, the man went and got the manager of the resort to come talk to us.  Apparently her husband had just gotten out of the Army.  He was apart of the unit portrayed in the movie Restrepo . After chatting with her, she told us she was going to call and make us reservations at the resort's restaurant and that whatever we ordered was going to be comped for us.  So that night we enjoyed a nice steak dinner (I got filet mignon, Chris got a very large ribeye) overlooking the lake.

On Saturday, we hung out down at the pool for a little bit and then went to lunch.  We ate at a Mexican Restuarant called The Iguana, which was on one of the cliffs overlooking the lake as well.  It was very good food, my burrito was HUGE!  We went down to a little shopping center, then watched the new Xmen movie.  I must say, we both thought it was better then we had anticipated.  It was neat how they tied the story line in with actual historical events.  Following the movie we went into town and had dinner at Buca di Beppo, which is definitely one of our favorite restaurants ever!  And as usual the food was great.

Sunday was our actual anniversary.  Chris booked me a very nice spa day as one of my gifts.  I enjoyed a facial, a mud body wrap, and a hot stone massage.  It was very relaxing, my face and body were super smooth afterwards, and my muscles had no more tension!  After I finished, we went to a small little hot dog restaurant we had driven past the day before, for lunch.  We squeezed in a game of putt putt golf before heading out for my favorite part of the weekend.  We got to go on a private sunset sail around Lake Travis.  I was excited, it was my first time on a sail boat.  It was fun and definitely loved watching the sunset with each other, whole sitting on the front of the boat.

Monday was our last day there.  We went down to the pool one last time, before we had to check out.  I was excited to get a good tan in our short stay :)

The resort had several different pools, including a 3 level infinity pool that had a swim up bar on the top level.

This concluded our little trip.  I had a good time and am glad we got to get away, even if it was just a few days.  On our way back to San Antonio we stopped at a Dairy Queen in a small town called Blanco, TX.  I was very disappointed to find out they did not had the cherry dip that hardens. What kind of DQ are you?  But we did see some very cool matching 1930's fords!

Overall, our first year was hectic to say the least.  We had the wedding, the honeymoon, then he deployed, I moved home, and then he got injured and our world got flipped upside down.  It was been an emotional rollercoaster to say the least.  We have had highs and more then enough lows to last a lifetime.  It hasn't been easy.  Our marriage has faced obstacles most people will never have to know.  There have been many times I felt like I couldn't do it, or that my life was completely out of my control.  Moments I questioned "WHY ME!"  I don't know if those feelings will ever go away, but in the end this has definitely made us stronger as individuals and as a couple. 

From our vows.... " I will always be open, honest, and faithful to you.  To have and to hold, for better, for worse, to love and to cherish for all the days of my life and until my last breath."

I am so thankful that his last breath didn't come on September 26th, because I can honestly say I don't know what I would have done. So I count our blessings and am happy to be by each others side. And I like to think that after this, we can take on anything. I hope we share many more happy years together, and that things only get better from here.


We are told that people stay in love because of chemistry, or because they remain intrigued with each other, because of many kindnesses, because of luck. But part of it has got to be forgiveness and gratefulness.