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The stars of Korea keep me company, the beautiful stars that gaze passively down at the earth. They care nothing of the fragile lives that are disrupted by the war. In a way this comforts me, it reminds me of home because these are the same stars that watch my house, as well as Korea…
It is a late sleep-less night for me in Korea. With nothing to do, I decide to go outside and stare up at the stars. It always amazes me how familiar and yet how different the stars of Korea are. These are not the stars that I grew up with. No. My stars are at home, watching over my wife and my daughter.
It kills me that I can not be there with them. I am missing the first years of my daughter's life. I can not share the magical memories of the first time she walks, the first time she talks. Her first word won't be "daddy" because for all she knows, she has no daddy. Oh I'm sure Peg tells Erin about me. Tells her stories of her father and tells her why he cannot be there, but to Erin, who has never met her daddy, they are just stories. To her I am just another fairytale. I live in a foreign realm with Cinderella and Snow White.
And what a realm I live in. Oh yes, the majestic country they call Korea. It is stained red with the blood that I must wade through daily. I will never be able to rid myself of Korea, and it saddens me that this is the legacy that I will be forced to bring home, with me, to my family. When I look into the eyes of my wife, will she be able to see the sadness that haunts mine? I never want her to be exposed to this horrible madness, but she knows me so well and she can always seem to read my mind. I cringe when I think of what she will read in my eyes now.
I look up in an attempt to keep the tears at bay and am caught anew at the wondrous beauty and terrible sadness that the stars seem to represent for me.