Man in the Mirror
As I sat in the airport I caught a glimpse of myself in the reflective glass. Who is this man in the mirror? A battle has begun in my head. Am I really a soldier or a family man? How is it possible to be both? What if I have to kill someone? Will I still be the patient father I was when I left or will I become an impatient jerk who is set off by any little thing? Will I at years end be afraid to return home, as I was afraid to leave? Or will everything be the same and all of these worries that I have written be a note of humor?
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