I am not the warrior who goes to battle. I do not have scars that have epic tales to tell. I am not the one who will entrap you with my charisma or astound you with my skills. I mostly pass in the background, unnoticed.
I am the one that you are comfortable with, the one you come home to. I am the one that binds your wounds and applies any salves. I am the one you tell your secrets to after everyone has gone to sleep. I am the one that hears about all the unglamorous parts of your adventures.
I may vanish for short times. When I come back things quickly return to their normal, comfortable flow. You will not even notice my new skill or knowledge until it has become a part of the routine. You will forget to comment on it. Things will move on. My possible adventure to boring for you to bother asking about.
Yet, I am the one who knows everything about you… Hopes, dreams, fears, strengths and weaknesses.
I am the nameless one. The keeper of secrets. The unseen. The colourless one. The faceless one. I am the one that knows all, sees all, hears all.
I am the one that speaks nothing. I am the only one that will not betray your secrets to anyone else. No one will know what is in my head.
I will never experience your pain. I will never know the pain of broken bones. I will never know the pain of struggling, broken and battered, to return to camp. I will never know the pain of losing a friend on the battlefield. I will never know the pain of watching a cherished ally expire in my arms.
I cannot even imagine such things. They are absolutely foreign to my mind. I cannot even begin to understand. All the research, and all the time, in all the world could not make me understand, things that only experience could explain. And I will never experience them. That is pre-destined.
This should not make you dismiss me or misjudge my value. A person like me is invaluable.
I am the very essence of home. I will be here when you leave for your adventure. I will be here when you come back. I will always be here to stand by you. Removing the grime encrusted armour. Putting away the weapons. Applying bandages and salves. Quietly waiting for the story.
I will not judge. I will not stop you. I will not force anything. I will just listen and make sure you are comforted and supported.
I will never shine like the warrior who has been through battle. I will never be able to drag someone from the brink of destruction like a battle tested warrior could.
I will just be.
And that is the hardest thing.