As I've stated before, I have PTSD. This may be a part of how I feel right now, or it could just be me being a human, I don't know.
I just turned 26, which if you ask just about any one on the street is where you are just starting to come of age or some other horse shit. In my line of work, 26 is like having a 50th wedding anniversary. It's not something that happens too often, and I personally don't feel like I am worthy of having made it this far. I can list 26 names of men who deserve to be here more than me but aren't anymore. For them, I have only two things to say here.
1) Thank you. Not a day goes by that I don't think about you and what you gave me and I hope I don't blow this.
2) I will see you again.
I am keeping it simple here because what I have to say to each of them individually lies deep at the bottom of my heart and is for them alone. As tough as I try to be I fall asleep almost every single night with tears in my eyes thinking about what those Heroes have given me and all of us who are still here.
-Infidel
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