Friday, December 21, 2018

Year-End Virtual Holiday Party

What does it look like when our Heroes Thanking Heroes Leadership Team gets together (online) for a Secret Santa gift swap and an Ugly Christmas Sweater party?

We weren’t sure either, so we gave it a go this week for a “Virtual” Christmas party and our computer screens were filled with smiles and laughter from our co-workers.  A great way to end the wonderful year we’ve had...


You may not be aware of how our leadership team operates so we’d like to share that with you, our followers, because it’s actually a really great concept.

Every Heroes Thanking Heroes employee, or representative as we’d like to call them, is either a wounded or disabled veteran OR the caregiver/spouse to one. All 40+.
This includes our Leadership Team.  Made up of 10 of our Senior Representatives and Directors, our Leadership meets weekly through Zoom video chats to discuss and plan for the upcoming week.

It’s not always calm, there’s bad internet connection, husbands walking (or rolling) through, adorable kids making sure they have their camera time, pets joining the call- you really just never know what could come up at our meetings. But, it certainly makes for a great time when we can take a moment to laugh when the uncertainties come.


Who are we?

Our Director, Sarah, is the wife and caregiver to a wounded marine who lives daily with a bullet still lodged in his head from his combat experiences.
Our representatives are veterans that suffer from severe PTSD, traumatic brain injuries, blindness and so much more.
Our representatives are spouses and mothers, those who provide around the clock care to our nation’s veterans, that otherwise couldn’t obtain employment outside of the home.

What makes HTH unique?
The Heroes Thanking Heroes program is unique because we provide a much-needed service, transitional work-from-home employment, to heroes that deserve a chance at a better life regardless of their circumstances or the injuries and illnesses they’ve been faced with. They deserve to feel like they are contributing to their families, their community, and our nation after their service.

What makes our program MOST unique is the friendship and support within our team. We are FAMILY. We’ve worked hard to get here.  We’ve had our challenges as a team and many of our representatives have had their own personal road bumps and obstacles but this year, 2018, we’ve been able to virtually help so many veteran families rebuild their lives in times of need.

Our journey maps have no exit ramps. There will always be bumps in the road, but one thing is for sure, we’re not on this road trip alone. We each have a whole virtual team rallied beside us, ready to be there even if it’s just to provide a laugh or listening ear.

For a wonderful year, thank you to our amazing donors. You are what makes this virtual environment, OUR REALITY.


To help support our program and work from home employment for veteran families, visit www.saluteheroes.org/give-help/

Monday, December 17, 2018

I am...

I Am…
I am a caregiver, but that is not all I am.
I care for my wounded veteran.
I often play the role of both Mom and Dad.
I am the family taxi driver. I am the chef.
I am the maid.
I am Mom.

These job titles are important to me, but I have learned to make time for myself. This is what makes me the best version of myself for all who rely on me to be at my best. Over the last few years, I have learned how being transparent is allowing others to see and hear your story to help their story. I very quickly became okay with that. It fit my life motto of leaving someone better than you found them.  I hear other people's stories, and I can’t help to answer the little whispers Jesus places on my heart. However, I have been at a standstill on what's next for me. It is hard raising kids AND caregiving for a veteran whom to your unknowing eyes looks normal if that's even a word that could be applied.
Life is never going to be the same for us, and that is something I honestly am still working on. He went to war and it changed all our lives. It cannot be omitted from his or our timeline and cannot be done. This is something he will always have to face and work on which means it has equally changed us also. I know it is Christmas time where all is magical, and every day is like a snow globe, the perfect life... except it is not and just about every month someone keeps shaking the hell out of my snow globe. For a long time, I kept waiting for the storm to pass however it is never that long before the next is rolling in. Just long enough to catch your breath and feel winded again.

This year has changed me. This is the year it really sunk in that life as I knew it before was over. I know what you think..sad poor me... But, No.. not really. There are moments that life is tough and that's when I lean to my new family and friends. It is funny how many friendships you gather when you no longer keep guarded. It is the truth that there is a lot of darkness that follows in our environment. That is when I dig deeper and find new light. This storm is not passing but WOW! I'm aww struck that I have found beauty in it. It is placing me first.

At first it seemed selfish, but then I read about how Jesus rested, and he leads all. It was okay for me to replenish my soul without the guilt of being selfish. It is taking the first steps into something new and unknown as it is still storming. I did something I have never done before. I keep answering the little voices Jesus placed in my heart which is leading me down a path of all new adventures for myself, for work and just about everything else. This is something I would have never chosen to do on my own. I was a teacher. I loved it. Preschool to be exact and I still love that age (3-4 year olds).  I thought I could go back to it after Nathan got better.  Nathan is not getting better. In fact, he will need treatment that will take him away 3-9 weeks and my littlest already started school. Life is funny and often has a different plan from our own. I honestly have no idea what will happen next and that is ok. With Jesus as my lead, I have answered his first call to me. Surely it's an adventure into the unknown. What if I fail? What if it does not make enough?

Jesus said, "It's ok, just step."
I took that step as I lead two fundraisers myself. It not much different than an event if you have planned something like this before. Literally, before all the chaos of war aftermath- I lined up two events in one month to raise money for the Coalition to Salute America’s Heroes. I prayed to raise a set amount. I got nervous after the weather changed. I live in upstate NY so of course, you plan an event outside and it will rain, hail, and snow all day. And do you know what happened? At the end of the month, when both events were complete, I had made 38 cents more than what I had asked in prayer.

This was not about what money was made (all though that was a feel-good bonus). It was about answering a call that took me well outside my comfort zone during the storm. This is the year I stretched pass what I felt possible, the point one should break. I did not break. In fact, I bent and grew in more ways than I knew was possible.  I have met so many people who understand all the struggles I face and step in to help. I found a workplace that slowly showed me ways to get the break I needed after I took down my walls and let them in. Family comes in many forms and they are all very much just that for me. From the CEO, all the way down the ladder to transitional workers where I started. I applied for a fellowship that (fingers crossed) reminds me of a sentence I spoke almost 5 years ago... "This is not okay with me, I will take this fight all the way to DC if I must.” I hope I get that chance.

This is the year that yielded the greatest of blessings during the storm. So, as November ends, I am thankful for the storm that changed my path and grateful for the unknown because it's not as scary now.




Love and Laughter,
Melissa Johnson, HTH Representative, Veteran Caregiver

Thursday, December 6, 2018

An Unforgettable Weekend, Thanks to the Coalition to Salute America’s Heroes

Heroes Freedom Weekend- These are three words that will forever be burned into my mind as well as my husband, Antonio’s mind. We recently had the privilege of attending this amazing weekend put together by The Coalition to Salute America’s Heroes. To be honest, neither of us will ever be able to put this experience into words. With that being said, I wanted to do my best to share about this opportunity, for many reasons; I want those who have reservations about wanting to attend future events to clear those out, those who made it possible to know how thankful we are, and all those involved to know we couldn’t have hoped for a better group to be part of our moments.

I have worked for The Coalition in the Heroes Thanking Heroes program for four years. They have held Road to Recovery Conferences and other great events to help our heroes and their families heal and thrive. I have heard great things all these years about these events and chose to pass up the applications to attend. I always had some reason for not going. “The kids are too young, maybe next year” or  “Who would we get to care for the fur babies? There is no way I could do enough preparation for his PTSD for a trip like that.”

I’m just going to be honest here and say I know they were all excuses. To tell you the truth I’m a small- town girl, I’ve traveled, but never by plane and have no desire to do so. (Yes, even though we did fly to HFW and our flights were uneventful I have no further wish to be in the air.) This is only one of the purposes for my excuses. Other than that, we rarely do anything without our children. We always feel like if we don’t take the trip, someone else will be able to go who may need it more than us. (Let me tell you, WE needed this trip and did not know until after.)

     I only applied for this trip to New York because this is something that was on my Lovie’s bucket list (the things we do for the ones we love right?!). When I found out we were one of the couples chosen, a knot formed in my stomach and though I was so excited to be able to make one of my hubby’s dreams come true, I was a wreck. Planning, re-planning, and continuing this until the day of our take off. I packed and repacked a hundred times. I set up a plan for my four kids and three dogs. I researched every location near our planned stay, every place on the iternerary, walked through different possibilities with Tony (because this is normal for anywhere we go in attempt to cut out as many PTSD flare ups as possible).

     Fast forward to getting through the airport and in the air. I was not shocked when my husband stepped into SGT mode running through this event like I was one of his soldiers, walking me through the airport. However, once seated and preparing for take off, husband mode kicked in and he ignored his fear of heights- holding my hand, calming the anxiety about being in a metal tube in the air, the anxiety that I had tried so hard to hide from him. Leave it to him to crack jokes like, he had no idea I could get any whiter until that very moment.

     We were greeted at the airport by an amazing team and the relief of familiar faces couldn’t have been sweeter! This brought other pleasantries as well because even though I was seeing five familiar faces, four of them I had never been able to meet in person so I was super excited to actually be able to hug the people who have become so much a part of my heart.

     Our cab driver was great he made sure to take us around the biggest part of the chaotic traffic, telling us about the city as we drove. Upon arriving at the Marriott, we couldn’t wipe the smiles off our faces. The excitement of it all well exceeded the anxiety of being in such a busy place. As we came off the elevator, we were met with another amazing team and I couldn’t help but let my luggage
drop as I rushed to embrace more familiar faces.

      We made our way to our room with our treat box (that had so much thought put into it with snacks, water, t-shirts, etc.). We got settled in and most definitely needed that snack inside the box. Tony finds a small stone, hand painted. He stated that this little stone is so meaningful that he needs no other souvenirs the rest of the trip. (Obviously, we are off to an astounding first day!)

Dinner was no exception to this already set high standard. Getting to know other veterans and their wives, enjoying too much amazing food to do anything but sample each item presented, the evening was wonderful. There was a brief moment when Tony’s PTSD started rearing it’s ugly self and we stepped outside for a little space. While talking it out and trying to get distracted by the now lit up Times Square, one of the team leads made their way out to check and make sure everything was ok. Once he was assured all was well enough, he let us alone. This helped erase the rest of the flare up as it meant a lot to Tony to know it wasn’t just me who had his six.

      Sleeping was not easy. The room was nice, the bed was comfortable, the noise was loud but bearable, but the anticipation for the next day kept me awake. How could they possibly top such a stupendous start? The next morning, after breakfast, we began PAIRS (we highly encourage this program even if you do not attend a future HFW, you can look into this or the VA counterpart Warrior to Soulmate). Here is where I should say my Lovie is not comfortable sharing his emotions or even feeling them for the most part. When he is not comfortable, neither am I because I am consistently trying to fix his situation. On the other hand, as much as I protect and nurture I tend to push him when I know it is helpful for him. No one was being forced to share, however, just listening will draw up thoughts and emotions. We truly appreciate the advantages we were given with the tools we were able to add to our toolbox from this class.

      During our free time, we walked as much as possible just exploring different directions from our hotel. There is so much to see and take in. The many different sights and smells can bring you to so many locations alone. We saw and smelled things that reminded us of places we were while Tony was active duty, home, and even made us feel like we were visiting places we’ve never been, only heard about. Not all of our experiences on this trip were pleasant, there were some out of our coordinators hands and it only intensified the entertainment of the whole weekend, making the delightful moments greater and the not so fantastic moments roll off like a drop of rain on a window. You can find negativity anywhere- but if you chose to see the positive in what is going on, there is no way for the negative to take over.

     Here is where it gets even harder to find fitting words. It was time to visit the 9-11 Memorial. 9/11/2001 is the reason my hubby joined the military. One could say it was the start of our life because had it not been for 9-11, he had planned to just stay in school. He already had colleges picked out so we probably would have never met. He also would have never been injured. A very bitter sweet realization of such a horrific, historical moment. Stepping onto ground zero sent chills through every inch of our bodies. This was one of the moments we collected that though we spoke no words to each other- with a brief eye lock, it was understood we were in the same emotional space. Standing outside listening to Joe Torillo share about the history we were standing on, showing us a little model of what used to stand around us was a privilege beyond measure. As we made our way inside, the air changed. There is a heaviness around you that is indescribable. You are able to take pictures in many places but it almost feels wrong to do so. There are several audios playing of the victims’ families saying their names and relationship; making your heart  cry as you can feel the pain in their voices making you cringe. All the while you are also filled with hope and pride seeing many pieces of art that were inspired truly by the strength and American courage represented that day. This same spirit was escalated when we were granted a visit to the FDNY 10 House having the pleasure to meet the World Trade Center Man and soak up as much knowledge as he could spill out to us; just before entering and having the honor of meeting the firemen inside hearing their losses because of 9-11.
   
 The next day is filled with as much excitement as the last with many emotions flowing wildly. Tony and I were so ready to visit Lady Liberty and Ellis Island. The feeling wasn’t just because he is so big on history but, also because of all our loved ones at home were ecstatic to know we were going, waiting to hear all about it. Much like the 9-11 Memorial, being there is indescribable. You begin to drift into imagining the stories these monuments could tell if they had the chance. These stories are mildly captured by the statue in Battery Park once you leave the ferry created by Luis Sanguino named The Immigrants. After lunch, we were presented with a scavenger hunt, such a creative, fun way to bring out competitive natures and allow us to explore the park. We didn’t come in first place but there could be no losers really as it was another growth experience for us and more moments to collect.

    Winding up our final day, we joined another couple visiting the Empire State Building before dinner. We were both glad to build bonds with our extended veteran and Coalition family. On the walk, we shared life stories and were able to trade camera man positions to capture some lasting memories. Our last dinner together was unforgettable as we were able to be present hearing first responder Joe Torillo’s survival story. This man’s story was more affirmation for my husband that he did the right thing taking up arms and joining the fight for our freedom and protection. We couldn’t be more pleased or grateful with the opportunity and privilege of Heroes Freedom Weekend. As a personal review, we have been building up to this trip landing in and adding everything it has to offer during the perfect time of our lives. It became another corner stone in our relationship. I couldn’t be happier that we were able to collect these moments, relationships, and memories.

-Lacy Mullen, Heroes Thanking Heroes Representative, Veteran Caregiver

To learn how you can help support our mission in rebuilding the lives of severely wounded post 9/11 veterans, visit the Coalition's website at www.saluteheroes.org

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