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Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Vietnam Vet pays tribute to his wife and all of them

Peter Griffin, of Griffin's Lair, sent the following in an email. He wrote a poem to his wife for all she has done for him.

When it comes to standing by the sides of our husbands, PTSD makes it very hard but they make it easier. If that makes sense? We see them beneath the nightmares, flashbacks, twitches. We see them still standing there wearing a uniform no one else can see.

While I know there are some who do go on to commit crimes and yes, even abuse their families, most of them do not. While we become aware of the things that can happen, we should never forget what does happen in most cases, quietly. We're used to being ignored and so are our husbands. We tried for years to get the media to pay attention, not just for our sake but for the sake of all the other families we knew were out there and suffering in the silent hell of wars we did not fight but battles we had to win all the same. We fought for them. It's nice to read a tribute to one of us that is meant for all of us. It made me a bit weepy, so I'm sharing it with all the other wives out there who have taken on this battle of love. Thank you Grif for sharing it with all of us.



I, too, have been trying to asist and inform all who have this terrible disorder and their loved ones (secondary PTSD).
I wrote the following to honor My wife and all Combat PTSD wives, its in my first book. I would like to share it with you. Go full screen to see it properly. Thanks again, dear Sister! Grif


MY WIFE
For The Love Of My Life
For MY WIFE
Brenda Gibson Griffin
By: Peter S. Griffin
Co. A, 2/502nd Infantry
101st Airborne Division
Viet Nam, 1965-66
Thank you for being MY WIFE, Thank you for sharing my life....
Many years have come and gone, Both our children, proud and grown....
From state to state, from house to home, With you by my side, I was never alone....
Standing by me, through thick and thin, No better a wife, no better a friend....
When times were bad and I was quite sad,
Sick or hurt, making it worse.... I always had you, to see me through, Better days, were never far away…
Your constant smile, your attentive ear, Kept me from falling into despair.... Your loving embrace saw me through, Thank you for being so true....
I always tried, but sometimes failed, To do my best, making right prevail....
Beaten down, not knowing why, I always got up, with you by my side....
To fight PTSD, to carry on, You helped me up, you made me belong.
Now we have a much better life, Only because, I have you for MY WIFE...!
I want you to know, that I love you so, Thank you for helping me grow.... Thank you for helping me see, But most of all, thank you, for believing in me....
Perhaps now, while we have the chance, Our life will be happy, full and balanced....
I thank God for all you do, For blessing me with a wife like you...! For blessing us in so many ways,
For giving us grandchildren, to watch at play.... For all this, I'll thank Him, the rest of my days For the love of MY WIFE, God's shining rays...!

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