Thought for today:
"Goodbye my love until we meet again. I'll wait for your return and will not do a thing to shame our young family in your absence. You are my one true love, the one that I adore. They could never be another like you; never could be another who touched me, kissed me, moved me as you did during our years together. When our son grows into manhood, I hope that there will be no war around the globe for him to fight in. I'll tell him of your bravery, of how you gave up your life in Afghanistan so that life there could be better for its peoples; a people who never wanted us there in the first place. I'll tell him of your many worthy traits, but most of all I'll tell him about that side of you that even your own brothers and sisters never discovered while you lived; those most private of things that only a wife and lover could ever know. I'll tell him how we used to laugh in bed on a night when other bed mates were probably preoccupied with important yet lesser things. I'll tell of how you used to let me win occasionally at the games we played whenever you noticed that look of steely determination on my face. I'll tell him how big a hole that your absence has made in my life ,but I'll also tell him that I wouldn't have had a life half as good with any other man. And I'll tell him that brave though you undoubtedly were, you were never foolish enough to believe that men don't cry when they emotionally hurt. Farewell my love. I will never forget you or let your child grow up without a father image of which to be proud." William Forde: September 14th, 2013.
"Goodbye my love until we meet again. I'll wait for your return and will not do a thing to shame our young family in your absence. You are my one true love, the one that I adore. They could never be another like you; never could be another who touched me, kissed me, moved me as you did during our years together. When our son grows into manhood, I hope that there will be no war around the globe for him to fight in. I'll tell him of your bravery, of how you gave up your life in Afghanistan so that life there could be better for its peoples; a people who never wanted us there in the first place. I'll tell him of your many worthy traits, but most of all I'll tell him about that side of you that even your own brothers and sisters never discovered while you lived; those most private of things that only a wife and lover could ever know. I'll tell him how we used to laugh in bed on a night when other bed mates were probably preoccupied with important yet lesser things. I'll tell of how you used to let me win occasionally at the games we played whenever you noticed that look of steely determination on my face. I'll tell him how big a hole that your absence has made in my life ,but I'll also tell him that I wouldn't have had a life half as good with any other man. And I'll tell him that brave though you undoubtedly were, you were never foolish enough to believe that men don't cry when they emotionally hurt. Farewell my love. I will never forget you or let your child grow up without a father image of which to be proud." William Forde: September 14th, 2013.
