I am running the Cardiff Half Marathon to raise money for Help for Heros and to show my support for the 1st Battalion Welsh Guards in Afghanistan. But more specifically to show my support to my boyfriend Sgt Christopher Scarf who was deployed there in May for 6 months.
Running this race has also given me something to focus on while he was gone, even though I should be writing my masters dissertation :-) Also on Saturday 13 June 2009 a family friend Dale Leech, also serving in this regiment was caught in an explosion and sustained servere multiple injuries including the loss of his leg, he was only 22 years of age. Running the half marathon now, means more than just support and I would like to raise the much needed money to help all our wounded Heroes when they return home.
So please, sponsor me now through Justgiving, its safe, quick and totally secure. Thank you for visting my fundraising page and to finish here is a poem I wrote: A Soldiers Girlfriend
I am a soldier’s girlfriend, something I never thought I’d be,
For so much time is spent alone and feeling unhappy.
Waiting for the phone to ring, a text or even letter,
Not knowing if and when they will come, not feeling any better.
With no one understanding, no one to talk too,
Sometimes it’s impossible, just knowing what to do.
It seems that wives have more support, for they are based on camp,
If it wasn’t for e-bluey chat board, I’d have no one else to thank.
For your life has completely changed, and everything is new,
Where here at home surroundings, just reminding me of you.
For my life just continues, I try my best to be ok,
It helps me writing poems, and this is what I’d like to say.
I miss your voice, I crave your touch, I even miss your smell,
And some days all I want to do, is cry so much and yell.
Envious of couples I see, all close and so together,
Wondering if my time will come, what feels like just forever.
Time stands so still, with you gone, you really have no idea,
I’m worried every single day and living in constant fear.
For people question that I knew, what your job would mean,
This makes me all emotional, it’s hard not causing a scene.
But cupid did not consider your career, when he drew that bow,
So all I can do at this moment in time, is endure this low.
You’ve told me not to worry, and that it’s just your job,
But every night I pray for you and sometimes have a sob.
I understand your working, your life laid on the line,
But here at home, I have a war, but it’s in my mind.
I know your brave, your doing a job, that only the strong can do,
But please don’t underestimate, just what I’m going through too.
And even though these times are tough and most days come with a tear,
I love you very dearly, so will be anxiously waiting here!
So proud of you my soldier, and what you’ve gone to do,
But I hope you understand some more, so are proud of me too.
The thing that keeps me going, and what keeps me so sane,
Is picturing that moment, when you’re getting on that plane.
Homeward bound, with your duty done, with nothing else to fear,
No longer a soldiers’ girlfriend, I’m just your Emma Dear.
