To make up for my last post, please check out a very inspirational story that Paulett has up on her blog. It’s a tear jerker, so take your tissues with you. Here’s a sample:

Last night I sent off a plane to Iraq. Out of the 4 years and hundreds of planes I’ve sent off, I think last night was the hardest yet. Driving to the airfield I saw the deploying soldiers with their families. I’m always grateful that I don’t have to see this happening. But last night, there they were. I drove on with a sense of sadness. This is the hardest part of what I do. I sometimes feel I help in tearing families apart. Even though I know I don’t, it can be very depressing. So I make it to the airfield and set up all of our tables and wait for the soldiers to get there. When they come in the building we’re there to greet them as them come in a single file line. I notice one guy passes me with his arm bandaged. Hmmm..ouch. Once inside they eat chow and then come thru our line for the care bags we give them. With close to 200 soldiers in the room it’s hard to spend a great deal of time talking to each one. So I’m handing out the bags and this one soldier was asking me about the CD in his bag. He’s looking at it..and he starts sniffling. I thought he was pretending to cry. so jokingly I said,”what in the world are you crying about?” My heart almost stopped when he looked up..his eyes were brimmed with tears..he said,” I miss my daughter..I didn’t get to say goodbye.”