Its been a hard day
Some days you need Friends to help pick you up.
My father passed in 94. But I lost my Father years before to some Conflict overseas.
Too many memories. Too many…
My Nephew Josh is home and has a Job. He is married and has a beautiful son that is a year old.
The Guidance Counselors are trying to convince my soon to be 18yo son to go fight their wars for them. We’ve given already.
Nobody seems to care these days when a Soldier makes it home.
I sing this song because I loved the man.
My dad had 2 bronze stars and a purple heart…
I just wanted my Little League baseball coach back. The happy smiling soul that was my father.
…his welcome didn’t last too long…
I’d try to pick ya up if I was there. Sometimes life stinks. It is every bit as real as the beautiful sunsets and such. Hope tomorrow is a better day.
Guidance counselors? That is odd. I would not want my son to go. 🙁
A soldier’s war is not over when he/she comes back home. He/she gathers the pieces of sanity within themself and tries to function in the “world” as best as he/she can. Eventually, some semblance of normalcy can be restored, but nothing is ever the same. Nothing.
RC
The guidance counselors have been herding them up in droves down here in poor Mississippi. It seems like the military industrial complex is the only piece of our economy that still functions. Life’s too short to be fighting wars. No amount of money or college credit can ever replace a missed Thanksgiving dinner with the entire family or a father and son walk down a dusty road in springtime.
I hope things get better for you, my friend. And I hope they let your family have some family time for a while.
Hi, Roscoe, you would think the guidance counselors would have your son’s best interest at heart, instead of trying to recruit him into the armed forces where he might get hurt or possibly kill.
Sorry I missed this blog. x