The Pathway: A Short Story

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I never have felt that pain in my heart and guts before. It was a pain like no other. I didn’t know what it was and I didn’t know if I would ever be okay. The only thing I knew was that I had to say goodbye and I didn’t know if I would see him. The tears streamed down my cheeks like raindrops on windows. They fell to the ground and disappeared into the pavement. I never knew that one person could feel this type of pain.

It was time to say goodbye. Would it be the last time that I would see him or hug him, I didn’t know. I remember spending time with him all day. We spent the whole day as a family doing fun family things. We went for a long walk on the beach. Then later we went out for lunch at what use to be my favorite
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I remember seeing all of the buses to take all of the Marines to the Air station where the plans would take them overseas. Now finally it was time to leave. Time to say goodbye after have an amazing time today with my family. Also saying goodbye after spending time with him for about 8 months. It did not feel like 8 months it only felt like a few months. I remember right before we got out of the car to say our goodbyes, seeing the tears coming down my parents faces and not really knowing what was going on. I was just sitting in the car just acting like it was a normal …show more content…
Just try to imagine your father being all the way in Iraq which is over 6,000 miles away from home. It is really not that safe in Iraq. I know it is tough for any family member if they have a son,nephew, grandson or whatever to be gone. I think the younger you are the tougher it would be on a kid because it is really hard to explain it in a way for them to understand. I didn’t really understand it the well a few years ago since I was so young. Now, while I am getting older and even though he is home safe and sound now, I do understand it a lot better now than I did earlier. Also during that we talked about how we could contact him. She told me he would send letters. Also every once in awhile he could call

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