November 2010
6 posts
A Typical Day in Afghanistan...
I wake up in the morning not sure if my dreams are real and I’m waking up in a dream, or is the opposite is true and I’m waking up to the real world. More often than not I’m left with the regret of knowing that my dreams are in fact, just that..and that the reality is I’m living in a nightmare. I wake up with your name still on my lips from the nights dreaming. I instantly...
I know it is sad, when you have those moments where you break down and cry because you miss me so much… but it’s good to have those once in a while. It means nothing has changed… it means we still love each other so much our heart could burst from happiness. When you stop crying about missing me, and it doesn’t hurt anymore..that’s when something is wrong.
