In 2002, 11 days after our daughter was born, my husband was severely injured in his military helicopter, and also killing his co-pilot.  It's been 7 1/2 years since that tragic day, but I've felt a calling to help make a difference and share my experience, strength and hope with other soldiers.  On January 27, 2010 I will be headed to Army Boot Camp and ultimately train to be an Army mental health counselor in the Army Reserves...so I wrote this poem for this contest.

At 40 years old and a mother of 3, I’ve taken the step to help keep this country free.  They said I couldn’t do it, they said I was too old, but I knew in my heart, I wasn’t willing to fold.  I witnessed first hand the casualties of this war and I shed my tears and wondered what this was for.  I realize now there’s a calling for me, to help soldiers in need and teach them to be.   I’ve joined the Army and you ask why??  I want to catch the tears of those who cry.  I’ll be an Army counselor when all is said and done.  But first it’s off to boot camp, I hope it’s mostly fun.  But before I go, I must make this plea to ensure that I can be all that I can be. 

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