his second tour of
duty.
They spoke in a universal shorthand
mostly about the house, how much the oldest had his chin
and how the twins were beginning to crawl.
The last words she recalls from him
was ''I’m alright…”
The title seemingly led us on a wild goose chase, since your message went in an entirely different direction. I love the way you use this phrase to say so much more than the mere words you've shared here. Your words really convey a ton of affection & longing & wistfulness (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie
Posted 6 Years Ago
6 Years Ago
...thank you kindly, Margie. Hugs to you and yours!
Never lose a chance to say you love eachother- time and life is short tomorrow never promised- so many people have that last phonecall, last letter etc- so many things we have to be grateful for - so many worse off and suffering for better if others- wonderfully written and touches hearts deep- 🌹
When I served in the Navy and was over seas, I would hear bits and pieces of conversations from my buddies when they were talking to a loved one from home. Being young, dumb, and very single, I could not fully relate to their sadness at the time. It was like a cold wind that blew on you but quickly dissipated and then forgotten. It's only later would I realize the pain of absence. Thank you for such a wonderful poem and the memories it invokes. It's a gooden, Kelly.
Posted 6 Years Ago
6 Years Ago
It still gives me chills to read it. Thank you for a most heart felt review!
emotionally high charged themes of love could of been the last she ever heard from her husband and his tour of duty was never over it just lingers on in her mind. Takes one her soul and breaks her heart.
Wow, the last lines are so heartbreaking. It is so sad when the one you love must wrestle with death everyday so that others can live, to not be together for too long let alone see the evolution of your children one step at a time, to always be praying for a safe return and maybe the last trip to a battlefield.
Posted 9 Years Ago
9 Years Ago
It was an honor for me to capture their stories, their sacrifices. Thank you, Nadia!