I have a twitter account (@usmcdaffy) and I follow lots of people. I follow sports, dispatchers, police, fire, soldiers, Airmen, Seamen, and of course Marines. Lots of them. Retired ones, active ones, young ones, seasoned ones, veterans, etc. Awhile ago I started following an active duty Marine. All I am going to say is he has seen combat, he is active duty and he is from the South. I feel drawn to him. I don't know his name. I dont know where he is stationed. I don't ask. That is okay. He has a broken heart I think. And not a regular broken heart. The kind that never really heals. The kind of broken heart that was broken because he couldn't save his friend/brother/Marines.
It's called survivors guilt. And it is a very tough thing to live with because it's always there. You have to be able to forgive yourself. And he may never do that. I dont know. I want to help him. I don't feel like he is in danger or dangerous, just sad inside. The only way I can help is say goodnite. Every nite. So he knows every night that one person cares.
So if you see someone struggling. Or hurting. Or needing help. Sometimes its the small gesture, the extra smile makes it better for at least that day, that moment, that right now. Say hi. Hold the door for someone. Take a moment to think that maybe they aren't having a great day too. But maybe that small gesture will help them.
It doesn't have to be big to have big meaning.
Ciao
USMCdaffy