Regan Frey
Stories (1/0)
Final Goodbye to a Soldier
This is strictly a letter to one man. Not all soldiers earn dishonor. Most Earn Respect. Dear Dad, I debated for a very long time whether or not to write you this letter, a letter that sadly comes to an end where we part ways. Honestly, I hope this letter brings you many tears that run past your chin, but I have come to expect less emotion from you. I realize that as we arrive to this point in both of our lives we have come to crave each others' presence less and less, and if there is one thing my mother has taught me in this life it is that it is okay. The saddest part is, my dad broke my heart before any boy had the chance to. I eventually decided to put as much effort into contacting and seeing you as you did with me—that’s why we don’t talk or see each other anymore. One day you’ll regret not being there. You’ll regret the birthdays and the holidays missed. You’ll regret not watching me grow up and not being in my life, you’ll regret everything and by then it will be too late. Even if you realized it as you read this letter, I will already be gone. One day I made the decision to move on without you. I just wish that day would have came the same day you realized you didn’t want to be around anymore. I would have cried a lot less tears, felt a lot less pain, and missed you a hell of a lot less. If I could show you how awful you made me feel, you would never be able to look me in the eyes again. I used to feel a rush of emotions when I thought about you, then I was simply numb, and now I hardly think about you at all. It’s sad how someone can go from being the reason you stayed up at night waiting for them to come home, to the reason you cried yourself to sleep so many nights.
By Regan Frey6 years ago in Families