My Dad

I was nervous. I really was. We sat at the O'Hare airport waiting for my dad.It was just me and my grandarents waiting with a sign. He was coming home from Iraq today. It had been years since I ast saw him. I remember before he left we had a conversation. I was seven.

Flashback: " Kathy, daddy has to go away for a couple years."

"Why? Are you going on vacation? Can I come?" I asked.

"No Kath you can't. I would be too dangerous for you. It is dangerous for me, but I am still going to go."

"When will I see you?" I asked. I was about to cry. My dad was leaving me and lord know how long until he comes back.

"I don't know Kathy. I dont know." End of flashback.

I didn't understand where he was going then. But the next day my dad was gone. He dropped me off at my grandparents before he left. My dad did leave a note. It resides in a frame in my room. I was interrupted from my thoughts when the doors opened. After a crowd of people my dad revealed himself. HE looked almost the same except his eyes were tired. But the smile on his face was different. I ran up to him and gave hm the biggeest hug a twelve year old could give. My dad was sticking around for a while. and I loved the idea of him being around.

Hey HalfBloodedprincess here. Veterans day is a very important day. If you find a veteran just thank them for fighting for our country. It means a lot to them. Happy Veterans Day.