Too Emotional

I am about done with this gig…. ugh, I find it all so emotional. It is like I am seeing the past, that I can reach out and touch it. I feel the pain and the laughter in their stories.

LOL, I swear I have gotten my cheeks kissed so much it is a wonder they are not chapped. Everyone is old so it is easy to look around and see where you can help someone out and then they goo and gahh over you for helping them.

Do people forget that is what we are SUPPOSED to do! It is that simple.

Tomorrow night will be even a bigger tear jerker…for me at least. I can’t help it, I just want to cry and cry. Hell want, I have been. I left early tonight just so I could come and cry. Weird.

I look at the oldsters and the pictures of then as just boys and think about our kids that are fighting now and just want it all to stop and have them come home to their families.

Today I met the nicest old man, he is blind now but I guess he has one of the best german gun collections around. He kept sending them back every chance he got. He was so happy to see fil. We just happened to run into them at the museum and he had his name and unit tag on. A guy just happy to be able to touch things. The man that brought him was very nice and was also at our table for dinner. We joined in prayer.

Hub and I do not go to church and would not go to church but we will pray when we break bread. At times we forget especially at home but funny when we are out we remember. I think Hub would say he is Christian and I am not but it does not matter. The power is bigger than that. One day maybe I should ask Hub……hmmmmm.