Never Say Never: I Defend My Husband & Lose a Friend

A little vent: I lost a good friend (or so I thought), because I refuse to back Obama. This is sad to me, because she lived her whole life straight as a board, then decided one day that she was gay. Not thinking I would support her through this change, she didn't let me know. When I was finally able to get a hold of her, I knew in her voice something was wrong. She told me, quite shyly, that she was gay and in love with a woman. My comment, "No, Dina, you can't stare at my boobies the next time we get together!" She laughed, and thanked me for loving her no matter what.
No matter what ...

So, when Osama, pardon me, Obama, personally attacked me and my family when he decided not to pay my husband (and our entire military force) while Chris was on deployment (defending Obama's ass and this country) over PLANNED PARENTHOOD, you bet I took that personally. He left us wondering how the hell we were going to pay our bills, keep our home, keep our ONE car, and feed our son at a crucial time where we should NOT have had to be worried about anything but getting a job done and getting home alive. The one thing, the ONE thing that is promised to our military is that they do not have to worry about their families back home. That is the ONLY promise they get, and Obama spit on it. He spit on that promise, he spit on our entire military force, he spit on my husband, and he spit on me. I attended protests, contacted all of my representatives from local officials to the White House, and I did it on the daily. I attended rallies and online events. I created an entire blog and emailed it to my representatives and Obama, himself. So, as you can see, I took it very personal, and I still do! This is only ONE reason why I refuse to support Obama. My list is growing beyond my own belief, and the amount of typing it would take to discuss all of the issues is for another blog, or several more.

Back to my ex-friend, she has gotten very good at dumping our friendship over the years, anyway, and I suppose I should have expected nothing less. She dumped me in junior high for a more popular crowd, but once she realized how fake their friendships were, she came back. Once in high school for not stopping a friend of mine from going on a date with her EX boyfriend ... ya ... that one took two years to realize she was being ridiculous. I suppose I hoped as an adult, our friendship wouldn't be so dispensable.

I didn't just survive a terrible car crash to sit back and be quiet. I survived, because I am a fighter, because I have a voice, and because God allowed me to be here to use it.
Our military men and women deserve to have people fight for and defend them.
After all ... do they not fight for and defend us???

I am fighting HARD to make sure Obama does not have another chance to spit on my family again. I am fighting hard for all of the other military men and women and their families. I am fighting hard for our country, and I am fighting hard for all of you. That is why I am so passionate about this, and if I lost a friend, because political sides are more important than our friendship, so be it. When you fight for what you believe in, you WILL make enemies. This isn't about how many people like me. This is about our future in America. It's about our military men, women and families who all pay the ultimate sacrifices NOT to be spit on. It's about my family and my friends that decide to stick by my side, and even the ones who don't. No matter what ...