My Heartache and I

Hello, my name Odysseus, the great king of Ithaca. I was sent from my homeland, Ithaca, to fight in the great Trojan War. My son and wife, Telemachus and Penelope, have been left to survive on their own in my palace. The reason why I am not at home from the first place is because I had to go overseas to Troy to fight in the Trojan war. The war started when the beautiful wife of Menelaus, Helen, was kidnapped from her home in Sparta. All the men were recruited and had to leave their homes to save her including myself, and I lost many of my men, some who where known for their legendary fighting capability, while fighting in Troy. Thanks to the great god Zeus and the Trojan horse, we won that great battle. I was very cunning in that battle, I must say. It was my idea to hide with my men in a wooden horse, which had been wheeled into Troy. We got out of the horse, when nobody was suspicious and defeated the Trojans. But not all of the gods, like Zeus, are friendly. Poseidon continues to torment my men and my crew with massive waves and storms. He is angry at me not without a reason; I blinded his son in defense of my life. My men had been washed up on an island near Cythera, and we decided to investigate a nearby cave. We discovered many foods and sheep; however, a one-eyed giant, the Cyclops, eventually found us, trapped us in his lair, and ate a handful of my men. With my life in danger, we got the giant drunk with wine, shoved a burning stake in his eye and ran away to our ships. Ever since this incident, Poseidon has sworn revenge on me. I believe that I may not return home to see my family and kinsmen because of his misgivings. Recently, all I can think of is my family and my wonderful palace. Although goddesses caress me and care for me, tears stream down my face.  The lovely nymph, Calpso, is holding me hostage in her cave. I shall not lie, her comforts are keeping me very pacified, but I value my family and home even more. I am both a hero and a coward; I have won the battle against the Trojans and have endured Poseidon’s forces, but tears stream down my face whenever I think of my home and family. I cannot endure the pain that has been given to me. However, the tide may have turned; today Calypso has agreed to release me from her island. She has even given me the finest foods and wines. At first, I was very mad; I was suspecting that she had a new plot to bring further misery to me, as she released me without any hesitation. However, she swore on I am writing this blog to inform everyone at home about my journey back to Ithaca. I am not sure if I will return.