Some years ago, a group of soldiers disappeared on a mission. My dad was between them.
The government man said they were not found by the rescue teams, and he told us he was very sorry and he added we had to be proud cause dad was a hero.
'Yes, we know he is a hero, he has always been
our hero', mom said.
But mom and I also know that he will be back, and we wait for him and talk about him as he was going to enter the room any moment.
Mom counts on him for everything, as i do, talking about my parents as if he were just arriving.
We know he will be back.
Just ... daddy, could you please hurry up ...
i miss you <3