Description: This is a completly raw and emotional write, I dont know if i would call it poetry but it is full of emotion and meaning. I only wonder if I am the only one who goes through this or am I alone in this matter.
Leaving The Ones You Love -------------------------------------------
Leaving the ones you love is never easy to deal with and no matter how I try I canít seem to get over the amazing sadness I feel inside
How do I tell my children the day I leave that this may be the last time they see daddy
Children of this young age canít understand what it is meant to answer the call of duty
I only hope that they will love me for what I have done and remain proud of me
Even thought I leave this place I call home for another that is not my home, I will never forget the laughter and joy I felt when they came into my life and how much I enjoy having them around to play with. The only thing I want is have them remember me no matter what happens and to know that I did what I needed to do. Please forgive me for all the bad choices I have made in my life. I donít regret my family in any way or the choices that I have made to better their lifeís. I only hope that when they grow up they will understand why I do what I do. Some would call me a hero and others would call me other things I dare not mention. I truly donít care what they think as long as my wife and kids love me and understand that I did it for them. Some one once told me that no kid should be without a father for any given time. I agree with that person to a certain degree. My brothers and sisters do what we do because some one has to do it, but our families pay for it every day of their lives. They do it with pride and honor, my backbone, my soul. Please Donít Hate Me, For I Do What I Must.
Even thought I leave this place I call home for another
should be 'though'
better their lifeís.
should be 'lives'
i think being apart from your family for any reason is a hard one. as the father/man of the house being away for such a long time and with such uncertainty is a really hard thing because, as you said in your piece, everyone has some kind of idea about it.
at the end of the day it is your choice and your hearts decision and so long as your family understand where its at and why you do what you do then i dont see anything wrong with it.
im sure that serving in any kinda of army/navy/military capacity is frightening at times with all the uncertainty... whats gonna happen tomorrow... will i see my family again... and i image the nights to be the loneliest but thats just me... and birthdays and anniversaries and such. but i am sure your family love and admire you for living out the conviction in your heart. and when you are reunited with them it will be so beautiful im sure.
im thinking the brilliance of technology today would make being away a little easier... internet and telephones and such.
at the end of the day you gotta be true to yourself i guess.
i wouldnt call this a poem. id call it a personal thought. personal thoughts are/can be full of emotion and yeah... i dont think you need to justify yourself to anyone
Much respect. Thank you for what you do, you'll be in my prayers.
Not that it puts your mind at ease much, but my father was in Bosnia (ARMY) for close to three years straight when I was growing up. It wasn't easy, but either way he is my father, and im his son. He did what he needed to, and I love him for it.
Be safe and take care.