That Yellow Ribbon

There it is, such a small thing

A single line surrounding the big oak in the yard

We pass it every day and some don’t even give it a thought

But the family that lives inside stares at it every day.

To this family, that is not just a piece of material tied neatly in a bow.

It’s a reminder

It’s a symbol to show the world that they are waiting.

They are waiting for that mother, father, sister, brother, that son that daughter, wife or husband.

A passage in the Bible says we can move mountains with the faith of a mustard seed. Mustard is usually as yellow as the ribbons in those yards

This ribbon shows that they have faith that that loved one will one day ride down that road, to that house and stand tall at the door to proclaim

‘I’m home’

Sleepless nights spent watching the news. Listening to stories about worlds half a world away

Yet you are connected in an instant by that ribbon.

The wind blows it and the sun shines on it..

The grass looks up to it and it stays ever watchful for that day.

Like many other things the exact day is not known but when it does come..

Oh what a happy day.

Hugs and tears, smiles and pats on the back.

Stories and laughter and let us not forget.. the food.

Military rations can’t compare to home cooking and that is something that kept them going…Mom’s macaroni and cheese..

So the next time you are driving down the road and you happen to pass a yellow ribbon, say a prayer that That day… will come soon.