thedrifter
04-17-2002, 06:44 PM
Dear Vietnam Veteran, I know I should have written much sooner.
I can't say why I did not. Out of fear of admitting to myself, you were
there, fighting a war. Or maybe ashamed. Ashamed that I never accepted
the things you felt you had to do.
Whatever it is, I know how it must hurt. Believe me when I say it hurts
me more. I have the burden of your hurt plus that of my own. The pain
of not being able to show my true feeling towards you.
I am not writing this for the months you served in Vietnam, but for the
many years, you were left alone with only your brother Veterans. You
served proudly and it went unmentioned.
For a long time, I've wanted to express the words. The words an
honorable Veteran needs to hear. For a long time, I've wanted to hold you
during your times of pain.
God knows I wanted to. And only He knows why I never found the courage.
I do not remember what I use to say; maybe I do not want to remember.
All I know is I hope that it is not too late to give you those things
now.
For years you tried to be part of my world. Doing everything to please
me, just to be noticed and given a little time and understanding...
I look back and see the demands I placed on your shoulders when you
were young. "Fight your weakness, and always show strength to others
around you."
Who was I to make such a demand? I sit here with tears in my heart;
finally admitting to myself the one weakness you must have seen in me and
never questioned. My inability to say the words that I know would have
meant so much to you.
"Welcome Home." You served your country honorably.
Please hear these words now, from my heart. Please give me a chance to
be part of your world now. The world I should have been part of long
ago. Love, America
I can't say why I did not. Out of fear of admitting to myself, you were
there, fighting a war. Or maybe ashamed. Ashamed that I never accepted
the things you felt you had to do.
Whatever it is, I know how it must hurt. Believe me when I say it hurts
me more. I have the burden of your hurt plus that of my own. The pain
of not being able to show my true feeling towards you.
I am not writing this for the months you served in Vietnam, but for the
many years, you were left alone with only your brother Veterans. You
served proudly and it went unmentioned.
For a long time, I've wanted to express the words. The words an
honorable Veteran needs to hear. For a long time, I've wanted to hold you
during your times of pain.
God knows I wanted to. And only He knows why I never found the courage.
I do not remember what I use to say; maybe I do not want to remember.
All I know is I hope that it is not too late to give you those things
now.
For years you tried to be part of my world. Doing everything to please
me, just to be noticed and given a little time and understanding...
I look back and see the demands I placed on your shoulders when you
were young. "Fight your weakness, and always show strength to others
around you."
Who was I to make such a demand? I sit here with tears in my heart;
finally admitting to myself the one weakness you must have seen in me and
never questioned. My inability to say the words that I know would have
meant so much to you.
"Welcome Home." You served your country honorably.
Please hear these words now, from my heart. Please give me a chance to
be part of your world now. The world I should have been part of long
ago. Love, America