Free Ireland

We had a late run today but I woke up early anyway. Lorcan is leaving country so Noah and I got up had breakfast with him then took him to the airport. Its a difficult thing to do, to say goodbye to your brothers like that. Even though you know that you will see each other again you feel like you wont. Lorcan says as we drive into the airport “I’ve got botturfleyes in me stumak. Liyk eyem goin on duhployment.” in a thick Irish accent. We dropped him at the curb, gave a hug and a handshake, snapped a quick photo, then sent him on his way. We all held our waves to each other because we didn’t want to say goodbye. We were all talking about this just the other day.. how the thing that you miss the most about being in your respective elite unit is your buddies. Lorcan said it hit him hard, he even tried to get back in at one point but was denied. We all wish to a certain extent that we could all just be friends. Like people back in the real world. Friends that go hang out at bars and see movies and go to the mountains together and have bar-b-que’s. Not brothers like we are, living in a broken land, leaving our lives to lay in each others hands every day, watching as our bodies and minds fall apart, waiting for the inevitable. That sounds a little melodramatic but so much as it seems cheesy or fabricated it is overwhelmingly felt by us over here. Its just a difficult thing to explain. On a side note, even though it is mostly unrelated, something I just wrote reminded me of one of my favorite poems ‘The Hollow Men’ by T.S. Eliot.

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