I've made a lot of jokes about coins.
Mostly because I have more than Dh and I like to win.
As a civilian, they're special to me. Usually given to me when I speak somewhere, they remind me of the people I've met and communities I love.
My jokes are only funny because Dh doesn't care. He has a dozen or so coins, most given to him as indication of a job well done.
One for "winning hearts and minds," given by a German commander for providing medical services to members of an Afghan village in 2005.
One was for serving on TF-Iraq. One for being part of the group fighting forest fires in BC in 2003. Or from his commanding officer in 2012.
Today, I found these 3 in the bottom of a Rubbermaid while cleaning out the garage. They are from the first Afghanistan deployment in 2002. When he was 20.
I called him over to look at them and he said "I forgot we had a Squadron coin." And went back to work.
Like he does.
The coins earned as his have been, the ones given as these were for doing unimaginable things... Most of the time they're in Rubbermaids, dresser drawers or old Barracks boxes.
Held by those who see them and think "I just did my job." I have frames of coins from Generals and Commander's all over Canada that I cherish, given to me for engaging our community.
I'll never lose sight, however, of the other way they can be earned and stay hidden.
And I'll keep finding them, and bringing them out to the light.