I remember his last warm embrace before he walked the other way,
I remember the day he first called home from far far away
I remember the day he told us it would be just a little bit longer
I remember the day the calls slowly stopped and we began to ponder
I remember the day I thought he was gone and each day dragged on
I remember the numbing of my brain and suddenly the pain was gone
but why do I get stuck in the cycle of reliving what I do not want to remember?
Why can I not forget the fear that surrounded my family in his days of deployment
Maybe the answer is simply just that I am human.
I am not meant to be a robot.
I am not meant to be inhumane.
I am not meant to be strong all the time.
I am meant to react to situations in my own way.
I am meant to have strong emotions.
I am meant to be weak
but I have strength in the hurricane of the pain.
I will have strength in my family,
I will have strength in my friends,
I will have strength in my beliefs,
I will have strength in me.
because after all I am simply just human.