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This is a bit emotional My oldest daughter signed her enlistment papers to day. I am proud and scared. Se is hoping for a com tech billet and is not likely to be sent to an exposed position, but in a modern war that does not seem to mater. Everyone I have know who has been through combat came home different, in much the same way women are changed by rape. I have know neither. She has already know one, I hope she will not know the other.
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I cannot know how it feels to send one's own child to the war, but I can sympathize. War is cruel and mindless business. War is the way of the incapable. Very well written little piece, this made me to think. And I have to admit, I got tears to my eyes while I read this.
Well done, a very good piece of poetry. Good work.
Well done, a very good piece of poetry. Good work.
It is rife with the raw emotions you are feeling. And it is true there are no words anyone can offer to ease your worries. I suppose all I can add is to pray "Thy divine will be done" since she is a far better person than myself to do what she is doing for the rest of us that can't or won't.
I can understand where you're coming from, in a way. A few years back, my father spent a year in Iraq - Fortunately he spent most of his time in the "green zone" (or whatever they call it now), but knowing that he might never come back was something difficult to deal with. I know It's tough to swallow at first, but once things kick into gear and some of the uncertainty is put to rest it becomes a little easier.
Being gay, I will never know what it's like to send a child to war, but I try and think of what it might be if my boyfriend had to go.
I'd miss him, I'd be scared for him, and I'd rejoice when he'd be able to come home.
I hope your daughter comes out stronger or at the very least, the same daughter who left.
I'd miss him, I'd be scared for him, and I'd rejoice when he'd be able to come home.
I hope your daughter comes out stronger or at the very least, the same daughter who left.
I was never in combat but my job left me to care for those wounded. They put on a breave face but they were all damaged in ways I only learned to see later. My child will be in a suport role and may never see combat or its aftermath. If so service will make her better stronger and more compleate. I can hope
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