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Mighty Soldiers

She was there holding his hand begging him to stay

He was forced to leave her, how he wished to be there for another day. But he was comforting her by saying, “Anytime you need me, I’ll be there.”

“How is that?” she thought. He handed her a necklace with the name of the Lord engraved on it. “This will protect you and keep you from any harm”; she held it close to her heart.

She cried silently; her tears were burning every little breath she was taking.

Duty was calling him to serve his country, his steps were getting far while her heart was breaking apart.

Days passed by and months were like decades waiting for any news from him.

They said the war is near and never seeing his face was the only thing she feared.

She looked at her one year old child and holding him tight.

She said, “Please Lord, protect the father of my child and the man of my life. Keep him safe and bring him back home alive.

” Days passed by and the only seat she sat on was her husband’s, spending time on the balcony waiting for him to come.

One day she heard a knock on the door, and was hoping that her hero had come back home.

She opened the door and a soldier was standing there…She realized she became The mighty soldier’s widow.

She was frozen in place and didn’t dare say a word.

The man said, “Sorry ma’am for your loss, your husband was a brave soldier.” before he continued talking, she felt like she couldn’t breathe.

The world stopped for hours and a deep silence filled the place; she opened her eyes to see all the family surrounding her.

Some were crying, others were in shock but she was the only one who was dying.

Mighty soldiers leave their places to serve their country, leaving behind a wife and kids who are waiting them to come back home. What do we know about their feelings when they leave to the military?

Their kids’ and wife’s photos are their ID’s to find their feelings. Their fears that their children’s eyes will be seen for the last time, their heart aches silently leaving their wives, the love of their life, and never have the chance to feel it again.

Lucky are those who come back to their families even though the sad images from wars are stuck in their minds. But what about those who never come back, leaving everything behind them? Sacrificing their happiness, and all the happy moments they will spend with their children to protect their country and fight for their rights that the enemies want to take from them.

They are fighters with mighty hearts who believe in God, who are ready to give their own life to save hundreds. These are people who are ready to sacrifice their own happiness with their families in return giving a chance for thousands of men to have happiness with their own loved ones.

Just by thinking of a woman standing by her window waiting for her man to come back home after the war, and getting nothing but a dead body without a soul…

Just by thinking of her place: how the emptiness filled it even though her kids are playing around…

Just by thinking of her packing his clothes, his favorite CDs, by recalling his last words, smiling for the good memories and crying more for the bad ones….

Just by thinking of her speechless when her kids ask her, “When will dad come back home?”… It tears my heart apart to think of any woman who lost her husband in a war, how long she would stand her loss, and her longing to see him again…

They are mighty soldiers, those who swore to protect their country and be loyal to their promise…

I believe that the moment they take their last breath, a new angel enters heaven after serving his time on earth beneath…


September 5, 2012 - Posted by | Death, fear, Human Rights, Letters, Life, Love, Memorial, Memories, others, Parents, Peace, R.I.P Mighty soldiers, Soldiers, Speak, Thought, USA, Violence, Wars, Words | , ,


  1. Thank you for writing this. I was in the Marine Corps for 10 years and one of my duties was to inform the family members of their deceased loved ones. I fear that people forget the sacrifice that our troops and their families give for our freedom. I will never forget the pain in the loved ones faces when we had to inform them.

    Very moving article. Thanks again.

    Comment by mia | September 7, 2012 | Reply

  2. Wowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

    i am speechless to describe how touching is this article and reflects real situations!!

    Comment by Hossam | September 7, 2012 | Reply

    • Thank you Hossam 🙂 I’m Glad that you like it, your comment is so appreciated!

      Comment by Jinan Zeidan | September 7, 2012 | Reply

  3. Lovely article. I just wanted to comment that when I read, “Days passed by and months were like decades waiting for any news from him.” I thought about my father and my grandmother, now gone. My father was at Pearl Harbor on December 7th, 1941, and there was no email or phones or skype like the soldiers have now. 2400 soldiers died and back home, no news was good news. It was when a soldier came to your door to say, “We regret to inform you . . . .” that everyone in the states was dreading. (Here is the point). My aunt tells me that when the attack happened on December 7th, 1941, my grandmother did not get word that her son, my father, had NOT been killed, . . . until April. . . . Can you imagine?

    Comment by Kathleen | September 5, 2012 | Reply

    • wow, I can’t imagine what her reaction was after she was informed that they didn’t find him… It’s so hard one someone leave home and never come back for any reason, leaving behind them their loved ones with broken heart and teary eyes!!

      Comment by Jinan Zeidan | September 5, 2012 | Reply

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