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I said "goodbye" to my husband, today. We haven't been in this new world long, but our patriotism is strong! The kids and I will manage. It will be hard, but I am proud of my husband and country. And we will fight to stay here! I said "goodbye" to my husband, today. I said "goodbye" to my father, today. Mom had to turn in her silk stockings for the War Effort. We have ration coupons now to live on. Mom is going to go work at the factory next week, to help out. She is crying, but Dad says I am the "Big Man" now. He is going to fight in a strange country so me and Mom can go on living free. I am so proud of him! I said "goodbye" to my father, today. I said "goodbye" to my son, today. Our country is in such turmoil! It is so divided. So much anger, on both sides! We have gone to an Asian country to help "protect" their people. I do not know if I agree, but my son is a proud serviceman, and I will support him, always. I may never see him again. So few are coming back home. I pray he returns! I said "goodbye" to my son, today. I said "goodbye" to my daughter, today. She is so strong, so proud. Not my little girl in braids anymore. How commanding she looks in her uniform, standing in front of me! Part of me knows what will happen to her in these Arab countries, if she is caught. This huge pain tears at my heart and stings my eyes. But she is proud of her country, and so am I. And I am proud of her. I said "goodbye to my daughter, today. I said "goodbye" to my family, today. My twins, only a year old. My husband and I, still newlyweds. I am with the Special Forces and I must go. Back to the Gulf again, I am told. It kills me to leave my family! God, I wish I could stay! But I am doing this for my children and husband. "For God and Country, I will serve!" And serve proudly! I said "goodbye" to my family, today. I said "goodbye" to my grandfather, today. I laid flowers on his casket. I stood with hundreds of people. He fought in Normandy, and later, in other countries. He continued to fight the rest of his life, with the guilt of being "the one who survived". But his war stories where filled with pride and love, not only for his country, but his fellow comrades. He always flew an American flag, proudly, in his front yard, and had signs reading, "Support Your Armed Forces!" and "Remember, They Are Our Sons And Daughters!" Everyone loved him. Everyone was proud of him. 21 guns saluted him. I said "goodbye" to my grandfather, today. My 18 year old son joined the Marines, today. Soon, I will have to say, "Goodbye my son. May God watch over you, and know that I love you, and you have always made me proud!" Soon, he too, will have to say "goodbye". (For you, Kyle. Love Mom) �Jules ~ 2003 aka Hooverchild |
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