A beautiful story, worth sharing.
1967
Like another lifetime
Yet the same lives,
My dad, your husband,
Is off fighting the war
In Vietnam.
Your thoughts are with him,
Wondering, is he safe?
Is he hungry?
Will he make it home?
Not wanting to think about it,
Not wanting to watch the news,
But worrying nonetheless.
My little sister wonders too
Though it looks like she’s playing
Making lines in the dirt
Like a meditation.
I stand quietly.
Thinking. Pondering.
Wondering how to help.
Maybe just standing by your side.
Is enough.
Now, I understand
How strong you really were.
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This photo is one of the treasures I’ve found as I go through the things that belonged to my parents, Betty and Jim. It was taken in 1967 when my father was in Vietnam and we were visiting relatives in Connecticut. Whoever took it had a good eye for capturing the moment. It’s very…
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Mitigating Chaos 
I didn’t have family in the war when I grew up, but my dad did serve in WWII. He didn’t really talk about it, although I know he was in hell. Your picture does evoke memories, thoughts, and wonderings. And your poem is perfect.
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