The misty fog has settled low to the ground. I follow the stone path across the field. It's been so long since I've seen our old homestead. I know when I arrive it will be empty, but I can't help but smile as I remember a simpler time. My brothers and I raced across this same field when Momma rang the dinner bell. Although it's been nearly a decade it seems as though it was just yesterday. I feel a serene aura wash over me as I see the end of my journey. The war is over. I am free. Although I may be alone, I've never felt more at peace than I do at this moment. At last, I can rest.