How I felt saying good by to my husband when he left for Afganastan |
He held me in his strong arms and told me he would love me till the end of time I stood there with tears in my eyes wishing he didn’t have to go He lovingly stroked my face while he whispered sweet words of comfort in my ear He said he loved me He said if it was up to him he would never leave me He said it was his duty and it was only for a year He said I was strong He said he had all the faith in the world that I would be able to carry on in his absence I know what he said was true but it didn’t make it hurt any less Don’t get me wrong I am proud of my man I am proud of his duty and honor to his country I am proud of the fact he fights so we may be free I just wish his duty didn’t take him half way around the world He is my husband, my lover, my best friend, and the father of my children When he is gone the pain is almost unbearable As we stand holding each other someone comes in and tells us he needs to go I stop crying, take a deep breath, and put on a brave face for him He doesn’t need to see my pain right now He needs to know I will be strong while he is gone He bends his head down to give me one last kiss before he goes It is filled with the promise of his undying love and of his swift and safe return We don’t say good-by That would make it too final We say see you soon He turns and walks to join the group of men who are leaving with him He pauses right before he gets to them, turns and shouts one last time........ I LOVE YOU! |