Christy Comer

IN SEARCH OF YOU, I FIND ME

I never knew you while you lived.
That opportunity was never given to me.
I have so many questions… and yet so few answers.
Would we have had anything in common?
Could I relate to you at all?
Would you have encouraged my dreams,
And calmed my fears?
Would I have found in you what has been missing in me?
Would you still have been my Hero?
In my search for you, I found the Brotherhood.
Somehow, you are there with them.
I feel you in the midst of my new found family.
Are you the one that led me Home?
Is it you that reaches out to me through them?
Have I finally found you in the Brothers that love and miss you?
Will you be there at the Garden of Stone returning our Salute?
Will you be watching when I earn my wings?

I may not find the answers to these questions,
But, on my quest to find you, I began the journey of finding myself.
I’ve found that I can be proud of who I am, and who I want to become.
I’ve found that in times of weakness, in me there is strength.
I’ve found that no matter how dark the day seems,
The light is just on the other side of the clouds.
I can lift my head, now… no more hiding behind a mask.
I know who I am… and I am not ashamed.
Thank you for giving me life, even in your death.

Author’s Note: In Loving Memory of my Uncle: Howard B. Comer Jr. ~ 187th Assault Helicopter Company, and to honor all who served our Great Nation