I have been a military child ever since I opened my eyes, so I have grown up hearing chronicles of my grandfather and my father after him.
Growing up in the military, I believe I have absorbed its true essence. Of course I didn’t put on a uniform and combat boots myself, but I saw it all real close. It is because of that experience that I now carry sheer compassion for soldiers, and am forever appreciative of their sacrifices.
For I have seen men make them myself; my father and my grandfather have both been to war, for which they left behind their newly wed wives, parents of old age and their infant children, all to fight in faraway lands. Once it hit me, I asked them ‘why’.
To which they smiled and replied,
And that- was my epiphany, one that made me realize the true spirit of a soldier.
Of a soldier that lays himself out, so people like me, people like you can occupy our mere brains with ordinary problems, one’s which do not concern life or death.
How these humans willingly compromise their comfort and stand guard, let alone going to war when need be, will always continue to inspire me. Inspire me not only to look over others like I’m being looked over myself, but to believe that there is still brotherhood left in this world. And not just any brotherhood, blind brotherhood; for those men in uniforms know nothing of me, yet- they stand through cruel sun beats and blizzards to protect people like me, people like you.
Even though they well know they might breathe one second and the other not, they stand. Stand in the name of their nations, in the name of their people. For they would rather die on their feet than let the people live on their knees. And that-truly makes me proud of the legacy I carry.
Hence, ‘to serve’ is now my motive too. For I shall strive in all ways that I can, be it to serve my legacy, or the world at large.