I was talking about the long wait many have to go through from finding out...to their final breath. From denial to acceptance might be a long road that scares me and I'm not sure if every bit of information can be beneficial or detrimental.
I was talking about the long wait many have to go through from finding out...to their final breath. From denial to acceptance might be a long road that scares me and I'm not sure if every bit of information can be beneficial or detrimental.
That feeling is totally unique, of being there on the edge of life where everything is so simple, and where nothing else matters, or nothing else seems to matter very much. From talking to people and hearing stories, I suppose most people think of family when they're close to death. I didn't so much think about family as much as I had kind of very simple and straightforward "aw-shucks" moments of regret about not doing the things I wanted to do in life before I got into those situations where thought I would be killed. Incidentally, after my tours, I traveled a lot in order to settle those regrets and ended up meeting a woman that became my wife. I also created some very deep and meaningful friendships. I'm kind of getting off track here, but my original point was that what you've said is true, but at least for my part, "the long wait" is only happening after the fact. Navigating through the civilian world has been a really tough experience after all that, specifically those times where I thought surely I was a dead man. That was something I didn't expect, "the long wait" coming after everything else.