You Are Invited . . .

If you are within a reasonable driving distance from Omaha, Nebraska, you are invited to join us for free, no admission, no charge for lunch, to learn about something that plagues the world in which we live.

No one is really safe from PTSD. When we’re bullied as kids, triggers stay in our minds. Not thinking about it doesn’t make it go away. In 1978, when my oldest son drowned (yes, he needed reviving more than three times), I was pregnant with my daughter, and had another son who was nearly three years old. I’m the kind of person, I’m strong through the crisis, then need to vent/talk/reflect about it later. I talked about it with the doctor at my next visit. The only advice he had was, “Just don’t think about it.”

I didn’t know it then, but I suffered from PTSD. Certain smells triggered the panic and my pounding heart. My mouth got dry and I felt like I could vomit. Close my eyes, and I can see my little five year old, convulsing on the gurney. I didn’t actively entertain those thoughts. They appeared out of nowhere.

I vividly remember opening the bag of his clothes from that day. I was in our ancient basement, my little Nicholas was with me, and I took the clothes from the bag. Instantly, the smell of wet sand, lake water, and suntan lotion invaded my senses. I saw my little boy. My stomach lurched, and my tears flowed. All I could do was pray. Thank God he was alive and normal. God listened. God provided for me.

Eventually, I could put it in perspective. I can talk about it now without breaking down. Luckily, my son who drowned doesn’t remember it. He’s now looking at his 51st birthday in a couple months. His life is one of calmness, clarity, and common sense. I believe he “saw the light.” I believe he was sent back to me to be a friend to the many friends he has. I believe he has had purpose I can’t comprehend. He’s always been a good son. I thank God every day.

What I’m saying is, it’s not pleasant to talk about PTSD. It’s even worse to suffer with it. It’s nothing you “get over” or are cured from. You learn to live with it. And it’s hard. We will have representatives from Guitars for Vets, Moving Veterans Forward, 50 Mile March, and others to help find the way.

This is why we’re offering free training on Talk Saves Lives, along with a speaker about PTSD. Lots of folks are coming from far away to participate. Fellow Nebraskans, some Iowans, and many others are gathering at our VFW Post 2503 to learn and offer assistance to those who need it. Here is the information. It’s for the public, you don’t have to be a veteran, all are welcome. Join us if you can. Be brave, and help others, not just Veterans, move forward.

Message me with your Facebook Messenger your questions, or FB Message VFW Post 2503’s page. We’ll answer your questions. Help us help others.

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Please register with Eventbrite, click below, or message me and I’ll get your name down. Thank you.

https://www.eventbrite.com/e/ptsd-speaker-siloun-greentalk-saves-lives-military-version-training-tickets-416106996227

July 1, 2021

So here we are again. It’s the first day of the rest of this year we call 2021. I have resolved to spend every minute I can doing positive things for the rest of the year. I have issued a challenge to our VFW Post 2503, on their Facebook page. I am going to do a total 2200 Squats in July to raise awareness for Veterans Suicide. Each day, 22 Veterans commit suicide. That is 22 too many. We need to get help for them. There are programs out there for each and every one of them. Take my hand, and I’ll walk with you to get you some help. Please.

A mere 71 squats a day will give me 2201 total squats. I also am doing 22 wall pushups daily to focus closer on that number, 22. 22 is the day of my birth. I find coincidences like that very weird. Do you? It tells me I need to help any way I can. Join me. If nothing else, we’ll be stronger on August 1, 2021.

One of the fundraisers our Post is organizing is for the 50 Mile March. A walk from Lincoln to Omaha, sponsoring walkers with funds, moral support, snacks, and cheers. The funds will be divided between two Vets Support Groups, Moving Veterans Forward Nebraska, and Guitars for Vets, Nebraska. Ron Hernandez and Peg Ullom are tireless in their quest to help as many Veterans as possible have a more normal life. I love being involved with their efforrts.

Come along with me as I try to improve life around me. Concentrating on the Squat/Push Up Challenge does something else for me. It helps pass my time while I’m eagerly awaiting the illustrations for my kidlit book. I’ve combed over the narrative over and over, and will once again when I get the illustrations. In the meantime, I’m taking a Master Class on Kid Lit. It will help me identify any other holes in my manuscript, and hopefully, get them all edited out soon. My goal is to get it to the printer in September. Then the fun begins!

There is a craft show at our Post on October 2, 2021. I’d love to have my book available there. It could generate some sales, and I’d get a start on marketing/selling. I will shift my focus onto all of that. It will be an exciting fall here at Raabe Ranch, with the dogs and the Babe (not necessarily in that order)!I believe it will work like it’s supposed to work. No amount of worry will make it happen. I won’t procrastinate or ignore the next step, and I believe it will fall into place. If not, we’ll make Plan B.

I have a meeting in a bit about our July 11 fundraiser for the families of Law Enforcement Officers who were lost in the line of duty. We have 10 days, and we have already garnered a great number of donations for silent auction. People are so generous. Love it. I’d better find a snack as I’m currently starving. I hope you all have a beautiful rest of the day. I will make it one, too! See you tomorrow!

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