2.10.2008
Melancholy...
Well, it's been a long week. I had U.S. Army Combatives on tuesday morning, that was pretty cool... Did the sling load for class on wednesday, but otherwise it's been pretty uneventful. I am headed to the field tomorrow, so I won't have another post untill friday at the earliest. I went to the church service this morning, and I nearly had an emotional breakdown cuz it made me so homesick. I normally don't go, cuz the chaplain is catholic, so the services aren't what i'm used to. But my buddy made me go, and I definetly needed it. I am still feeling very down, but I think I can make it through. I am being reminded of how much I wear my emotions on my sleeves. I miss all of you, and as always, I appreciate your comments.
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Firstly, hang in there, man. You can do this. You've done so well. Again, and I can't say it enough - you've redeemed me, you've fought the fight, and you're a better man for it. I am proud to know you.
ReplyDeleteSecondly, kickass profile picture. Honestly, you look like you're going to blow off some terrorist head or something.
Thirdly, I wish you could know how often I wish you were around. Just...you know, to round out all the losers at church. Kinnison hates it whenever I say, "I wish Josh was around." Don't know why.
And lastly, hang in there. You've got a trivial amount of time left there and then you're back, and if I'm not mistaken, Krista should be back in town that weekend. So we should all be at the airport for you.
Welcome back, my friend! I missed you during the week, dammit.
ReplyDeleteI hope it all went well, hopefully you had fun. I honestly want to hear all about it, man. God knows your lowest point was probably above my highest.
Here's to you, SIR.
John 16:33- "...be of good cheer, I have overcome the world."
ReplyDeleteIt's my favorite verse. It's handy in times of melancholy. Take care, Josh.
-Brigid
I stumbled.
ReplyDeleteI stumbled on this old page
written with eloquent words
of thought, from back in the
days of old.
I read each word and pictured
the hand the penned it down to
paper with such trembling but yet
with such care.
Jagged were its markings on this old page, also stained it seems
from tears that fell, glimmering
and yet fading after all the years.
You wonder what made this trembling
careful, thoughtful person to cry
as to dampen this old page they wrote.
I look closer at this old page in my hand, dust of earth falls from its face to the ground wet with my own tears I shed from this from what was written.
With ink red as scarlet and crimson as the setting sun, but yet, darkened by the ages,
yet understood.
I will share what words were written on this old page:
I Love You.
This note was signed with
A.D. and B.C.
Alpha and the Omega