Monday, August 1, 2011

SaXXX's Trip to Augusta, GA To see my very good friend Srg. La Belle and SaXXX's Soldier's











My Trip to Augusta, GA To see my very good friends SaXXX's Soldiers and Srg. La Belle!

Well this is quite a story because it actually starts more than 6-7 years ago. I had been married and left that abusive state to live in a shelter for battered women, Yep I am a survivor of domestic abuse. Well shortly after being in the shelter I was told that I only could be there for short time because I had no small children, so of course with no where else to go I took to the desperate means of well let's just say. I did what I had to do to stay from being homeless on the streets. It's funny how things work out cause if I had never placed and ad in the social media arena I might not have ever met some of the most important people in my life. People that have made such a difference in my life that had been so totally abusive and down right ugly before it. Some how these soldiers way over in Afghanistan, doing a goggle search for a Saxophone ref, You know that little piece of I guess wood that somehow fits into the mouth piece of a sax. And guess who popped up? Yep! SaXXX! Lol! The guys that are now know as Saxxx's Soldiers, email mail me and I believe was telling me how beautiful I was, nothing raunchy at all. And to there surprise I email them back and that's how it all began. I at that time needed to here those very nice words even if it was that I was out there doing what I was doing. I was trying my best not to give up on life, cause people I have had such a traumatic life. That was my second marriage and I had no other family that cared enough about me, that I could even go home. No one I had, my self esteem was lower then the lowest. But some how through me writing the soldiers and them sending me email's of encouragement I just kept my head up. One thing lead to another and the emails from them kept me thinking if these guys can be over there fighting for my freedom and having to give up there home life, and families for what ever time spent there then I can dam well take the, what now to meant little shit I was going through. I was so happy to get emails from them because it was very hard for them to do, that is email me.

These guys had to get outside of what they call The Wire to send me an email, which I heard was not easy, cause they are like watched, like they can't be sending there biz and things in emails. The Government at one point If I remember right had kinda cut off there means of communicating in this way cause to much information was being sent home to soldiers wives and families about the crazy shit that there where enduring, but somehow these guys kept in touch with me. When they wrote me it was never about what was going on with them except to let me know how each of them where doing, but mostly they would ask how was I and was there anything they could do to help my situation. I had broken down and told them that I'm having to do what I was doing to survive after they asked why I was doing what I was doing. That I had tried getting a job and had lost that job because of a rape that left me hospitalized for two weeks, I had to keep going to save to keep a roof over my head even if it was at this little rooming house I had stumbled upon. The place was clean and it would be mine. I didn't have to worry about being at the hands of the brutal homeless shelters and streets of New York's. I didn't have to go back to that crazy ass man I had married to try and prove to others that I could settle down a be domestic. You know like what your family and so called church friends are always saying to you. "you need to find you a good man or what they don't know is the worst advise they could have ever given you. Because us ladies are so desperate to be what our families think we should be, and trying to fit the mold of what others think. Some of use ladies get into a world of trouble, because we meet the man we think at that time is the man of our dreams the one that is going to make ever thing better, make the family see that I can be a wife and settle down and cook and clean, and attend those nosey ass church Sunday meetings. Ladies you know what I'm talking about.

Well my knight was a BEAST that happen to have hit me so hard at one time he literally shattered the entire left side of my face people! My left eye socket, nose, even my eye lid was torn and had to be stitched back into place and I would never be able to tear up properly cause of the damage. That is what I put myself through for wanting to prove to others that I was not wild and could be and have a family, husband. Well through all this is what I came around to letting no one else know except the soldiers and God. When I promised myself that I don't care any more about how my family or anyone else would think of me, that if these guys can still see me as worthy, even though I'm doing what I was doing, if they still called me beautiful and telling me that if they was back home they would beat that brothers ass for what he had done to me. Because mentally it had me, ready to kill myself, and if it had not been for other brothers letting me know that it wasn't my fault that that my ex was a very sick fuck. That there are good people men in the world ones like them over there fighting a war that they had know ideal what the hell they where fighting for? They told me to get away and to live my life for my self, and to know that they would have my back if they where home here in the USA.


I know it sounds crazy for me to believe but people when you are at your ends and yet you have that little something in side you saying "you can overcome this to" sometimes all you need is someone else to say they believe in you. I had not had that, not from my mom, or family cause all I had all my life was my mom, no dad. And my mom was abusive at times, because of drugs and alcohol. So you see I have been fighting all my life pretty much to just BE! I thank God for these guy's in so many ways,what they where going through, cause one of the guys lost his family by being away so long over there. So I fought to be like family to them, to write the ones that girl had left them. I would email them pictures of me, clean ones, and some naughty just cause they asked. I mean they would actually ask, SaXXX if you don't mind and we are not trying to be naughty but it gets lonely for them behind the wire can I send them pictures of me. It made me feel special and alive again and that I was doing something good, cause they told me they would hang the not so naughty ones up in there hummer and when they went into there villages the people , men would ask to see, and ask if there where many pretty ladies such as this SaXXX in America and that made them feel good. They would email me and tell me about how when they go into the villages and how the Afghan soldiers they where now training would cheer saying SaX! SaX! SaX! when the guys pulled up. Now people even if they where telling me a fib, cause I found that hard to believe, it was good enough to help me to keep on believing in myself even after I got away from that man and got a job, I got hurt again when this guy raped me. I still though about what those women over there had to endure and what the soldiers where doing and I gird up my loins and kept on going at life until I had save up and got my own and started counseling to help me deal with the hurts and pains of the trauma's I had suffered and in such short time I gain confidence, and started telling myself I don't give a dam any more what people my say and or my so called family, That I am going to make it, I am going to live this one life that I have to the best that I can and not by anyone else thoughts of me.

That I was not only going to live it but be dam proud of myself after all I been through. The soldiers and there encouragement helped even some of there wives had told them to thank me, I was like you told you wives, and some of them had actually told there wives about me, and all that I was going through. I guess they prayed for me and I prayed for them, and well these years later after they have come home, I was so very happy to hear that when it happen. I had never met any of them before in person until a week ago after all these years of emailing each other, form Iraq to home in USA I finally got the chance to meet them last week when one of them that no longer has to serve sent me an email asking if I would like to visit the guys in Fort Gordon, which is in Augusta, GA.
You know I was more than Happy to go and see these guys after all they did for me. So That's the story and it's all true, If I could I would post some of there emails to me along with the dates and you would see it's no lye. See people sometimes just because you see a person doing what others may consider to be hell bound types shit, doesn't necessarily mean that that's what it is. this is why I have faith, and I believe more then ever no matter what you do, don't let what other think or say about you especially those that are holy er then heaven itself tell you if your a good and decent person. I feel that God Knows why and all I have and those soldiers and all of you have gone through, Only He knows who's hell bound and or not. He knows why some of use have been going through and have endure unrighteous and quite unfair events in our lives that may have left us with no other means then to survive as best we know how. Cause God Knows I prayed and went to church, and when it came down to the very people in my church to show that they where of GOD they let me and so many others like me, hurt they turned there backs, and brushed it off to say GOD will make a way.

Yeah He did with no thanks to those whom He gave the church too. But those of use that have ENDURED! That's why one of my favorite Quotes from the word is... "The race is not to the wise nor the Strong But to those that ENDURE. Cause people if I you or I had the time I could blog you my life and well you would say Dam I see why she is or do what she has done. I Thank You so much SaXXX's Soldiers for the many letters and gift's, for my freedom and the understanding of my freedom, cause even though I, we where not int he war here in the USA, I had my very own with the very people that where suppose to raise me, and the one that I married and it was you guys that Came to my rescue from so far. You Encouraged me to Fight and so I did, just as you all where doing for something you didn't even cause we both are winners and I love you guys and your families for that! Love always SaX!

PS. Told you all that think you know me and what I do and or am about there's parts of me that are such a Saint, I do what I do, and life has it's reason.....

I had a Blast! Guys!