All By Myself

I had left a part of myself on a dirty little patch of earth seven thousand miles from home. Like so many other young American soldiers, that part of me is better left untouched. For so many years I clung to the memory that haunted my dreams. It took friendship and love to unleash the chains and allow me to realize it was time to forgive myself and forget the heartache I had witnessed. I am one of the truly fortunate, some have not yet found the key to be free of their self imposed torture. But as for me, I no longer walk alone.

Thank you all for reading my story. Please take a moment to remember what the young men of our country have sacrificed for you and me. Many will continue that sacrifice until they have taken their last breath. LYG