I want to get a blog written, in the hope that one of you out there might just take a second to write back and say hello. I’ve missed the comments and the shortest entry goes such a long way to bolster my spirits. If you have a moment, would you just drop me a line? I think of you often and would love to know the feeling is mutual.
I’ve been having exchanges with various individuals as to whether there might be some role for me to play in helping to prevent veteran suicides. Two weeks ago I was speaking with a former counselor still involved who was hurting over the last suicide right there at Ft. Lewis. You can’t imagine how I envy so many of you for the work you are doing for the veteran. I think envy is an appropriate and descriptive word to describe my feelings. I don’t think a day or week goes by that you don’t impact a soldier in need. A soldier, who doesn’t even know or understand some of that confusion and anxiety that churns them up and leaves them lying by the side of the road hurting from a blast they never saw or experienced until it was just too late. Their security guard was off the hook and they thought being back was going to be enough to make everything go away. It’s not too long after they’re off the plane and hit home soil that the voice inside speaks out asking what’s next. Who do I turn to and where do I go? Is there anyone out there that really cares? Will someone show me they are doing more than a job? The soldier at first gives us the benefit of the doubt. They meet us and they want to believe that we really care. They are not always looking for the right answer, but having the right answer to their problems will earn you millions of miles of recognition for a job well done. Few people at Ft. Lewis have an opportunity each night of going home able to say sincerely, today I made a difference. I am so jealous of you and I envy you so much. The soldiers you serve are for the most part just good people. You are honored by just serving them and making a difference in their lives and the lives of their families. God bless you for who you are and for what you do. Your work brings a sense of love and wards off suicide.
If you can figure out how I might help in sharing with you in the work you do, please write me a comment. With continued respect for you, I am
Frank Kabisch
I’ve been having exchanges with various individuals as to whether there might be some role for me to play in helping to prevent veteran suicides. Two weeks ago I was speaking with a former counselor still involved who was hurting over the last suicide right there at Ft. Lewis. You can’t imagine how I envy so many of you for the work you are doing for the veteran. I think envy is an appropriate and descriptive word to describe my feelings. I don’t think a day or week goes by that you don’t impact a soldier in need. A soldier, who doesn’t even know or understand some of that confusion and anxiety that churns them up and leaves them lying by the side of the road hurting from a blast they never saw or experienced until it was just too late. Their security guard was off the hook and they thought being back was going to be enough to make everything go away. It’s not too long after they’re off the plane and hit home soil that the voice inside speaks out asking what’s next. Who do I turn to and where do I go? Is there anyone out there that really cares? Will someone show me they are doing more than a job? The soldier at first gives us the benefit of the doubt. They meet us and they want to believe that we really care. They are not always looking for the right answer, but having the right answer to their problems will earn you millions of miles of recognition for a job well done. Few people at Ft. Lewis have an opportunity each night of going home able to say sincerely, today I made a difference. I am so jealous of you and I envy you so much. The soldiers you serve are for the most part just good people. You are honored by just serving them and making a difference in their lives and the lives of their families. God bless you for who you are and for what you do. Your work brings a sense of love and wards off suicide.
If you can figure out how I might help in sharing with you in the work you do, please write me a comment. With continued respect for you, I am
Frank Kabisch
3 comments:
Hey Frank,
Life is good. I spent 8 weeks in arizona and am heading back there after a quick trip to Hawaii. Will scuba dive and golf some as well as lay around the beach.
Then its off to find and buy an arizona multi unit which will afford me a winter hide out. I have been making the best of my month back here to play with the grandson. I was with him when he took his first swim in the sound in January. One step into the water, then a second, and finally the third and last as he fell into the deep hole in the sand and began dog paddling. It only took a second before I stepped in up to my knees and headed him to the shore much like a mother cat picks up a wayward kitten. He paddled a few more strokes and crawled out panting but not hurt at all. I asked him if he had fun and he said yes. I took him to the laundrymat and dried his clothes. I couldn't take him home wet and freezing if I was ever to take him out again. He tells everybody he went swimming. I will never forget this incident and the same way his daddy stepped right in to the deep end of the pool in texas. It is fun to be alive. Keep writing. Pat
Frank,
I often think of you and how your writing have touched my heart. I have shared some of your thoughts with others.
Peter
Hello, Frank,
I think of you and Kris most often when I am in Lakewood. I drive by Nyanza and Gravelly Lake quite frequently since I work at the American Lake VA. I still work for Serco but I'm working with Wounded Warriors.
As you know, in addition to the physical injuries, sometimes the most damaging wounds are the invisible ones. It is an honor to be trusted with such important and personal parts of their lives. At the end of the day, I hope that I've made a difference.
My san has added a beautiful woman
and an even cuter baby girl to our family. It feels like we are richer for the experience. In April, we will bring together four generations!!! Who would have ever thought?
Continue to share your thoughts and wisdom. You bring insight, joy and wonder to our lives. I've enjoyed reading your musings and look forward to more.
Wishing you peace!!! Sue Maloney
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