pubwrite08: I have a son named Charles in Afghanistan. I talk everyday for as long as he needs me to, sometimes we IM each other for hours, if it is what he needs it is what I give him. At midnight last night he tells me that he can not take it anymore. the blood the death, the kids that need so much that he can not give them.
He said and I am quoting him. "I just want to sit down, and shut down. Not move, not breathe, not do anything else." This stings because Chuckie is a cool kid, his sense of humor is tacky like his Momma's, and he can get through just about anything, he calls me Mommy. I raised him by myself, well I raised all five of them by myself, and I hate that I can not hold the one that is so much like me. I feel bad for him because everybody else sees a soldier, and I see "Chuckie" my baby.
I asked him could he see somebody, and he said he would. So I ask that we all pra for him, and anybody else's son over there that might be feeling like Chuckie.
I will pray for him, tell him to hold on/talk to someone there. They have people deployed for just that. God Bless.
