I awoke this morning

from a dream. I was in uniform, shiny black shoes and white pants, a blue uniform jacket and white hat. I was walking past caskets of the war dead but couldn't look at them as they represent the loss of real people and the loss was to real, to close.

So now I am awake and one of the first things that crossed my mind was "If I was twice the man I am,  would I still be only half the man I should be?"

Thanks to all who have served our country and helped to keep me safe and tears for all of you and your families if it didn't turn out for all the best. 

And now, once again, there is a tear in my eye.