"Billy, don't be a hero,
don't be a fool with your life"
"Billy, don't be a hero,
come back and make me your wife"
And as he started to go
she said "Billy, keep your head lo-o-ow"
"Billy, don't be a hero, come back to me"


How many women became widowers as a result of their beloved signing up to defend the rights and morals of their hometowns? Defending America? Dying so that their children could have a shot at a future to not repeate the mistakes their predecessors made?

I wonder about this.

It doesn't have to be simply just War. People sacrifice themselves. Pushing their bodies to the limit to make sure their families will have a roof over their heads. toiling day in and day out, just to ensure that the family has food to eat, enough scratch to spend on food and delights. Enduring relentless hours of pain, mental traumas and even obstinate and mean-spirited co-workers and bosses, for the sole reward of a warm, appreciative smile on their family's faces when the come home. No complications. No questioning your place in the world. No pursuing the topic for little details to expose some kind of hidden truth. In essence, you work your butt off and take the reward of a job well done, and your family able to thrive in this bleak economy. That... is enough.

You don't need to be a Hero, but you will always sacrifice something in your life to make something worthwhile. Such as being there for your family. And being there for your family is enough.