Several years ago, in the turbulent year of 2003, I wrote a livejournal entry entitled "Who is David Heath?" (
http://fierynacho.livejournal.com/2003/12/04/) Since I've been out of the loop for a while, and many things have happened since, I think I'll revisit that subject and take another look at who I am.
Who is David Heath?
I'm a father and a husband, foremost. Many years ago, it seems that all I could do was bitch about my lack of luck in relationships. I got the answer from many people of, "Don't look for love, it'll find you", and at the time I kind of rolled my eyes and chuckled. But they were right. They were absolutely right. On a rainy night in early 2004, I had no idea that going 50 miles out of my way to go to a shitty goth club would completely redirect my life, ideas, and values. But it did. That night I met the most beautiful and complex Italian girl in the world. And from then on out, we had a connection that couldn't be crushed or put out. We had laughs together. We took random trips to Verona. We toured the rivers of Venice with a bottle of liquor in our hand and a bad attitude. And now, one daughter later, we just recently got married. (July 1st to be specific, a little over a week ago.) In a lot of ways, this relationship shouldn't have worked. Everything is against us, pretty much. We dealt with a year long seperation in 2004-2005 during her pregnancy, I gave up my country for her, I struggled with a job I didn't particularly enjoy in Italy to support the family, and now that I'm back in the military, we're apart again for the time being. That's a tough life. But it doesn't change anything. I still love her the same as the first time I saw her. Nothing can change that. I just wanted to take this opportunity on my public forum to say that I appreciate her strength and resolve, and that I love her.
I'm a father. I have a beautiful daughter named Rose Angela Heath. I was lucky that I was able to be there at the hospital when she was born. And when I went in and first saw her, I didn't know what I felt. I was releived that she was healthy, I was happy...but the military has given me the debatably unfavorable ability to restrict emotions. It took a while to really understand and comprehend that this was my child. But I do. I love her more than anything else.
And now I'm back in the military. I know, this is a hot issue. When I was in Iraq before, and when I got out, I had a completely different view. I didn't join back up for money, or just as a job. I realized during my time out of the service a lot of things. I really do love this work. A lot of it is bullshit, yes. And politically, I still don't agree with everything. But the act of being a soldier, I think, is amazing. To find something within a mess and actually stand for it is really inspiring to me. It's a hard job, no doubt. But someone has to do it.
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Anyways, that's all for now. I still don't have a computer here, so my internet access is sketchy at best. But you're all great. Oh, and hey, my livejournal is coming up on 6 years of use. Amazing, eh?
-Dave