Grey Eagle of A Female Soldier 2 writes wonderful tributes to the troops and our fallen heroes. She also includes articles from other writers who are also serving or have loved ones serving. This is an exerpt from an article written by Susan Diaz, which Grey Eagle has posted on her blog. Susan has a son serving in Iraq and the first part of her article concerns her experience of finding out her son had been injured, but the article's main point is that these soldiers are not alone.
My son has learned much about life the hard way lately. But it seems to me there’s something he doesn’t as yet completely comprehend or perhaps has come to understand far too well. It is this: When he and his men are out on a mission, they are not alone. Whether we agree with this war or not, those of us who love them are out there, too, moms and dads, kids and cousins, sisters and brothers, neighbors and friends.
Every time an insurgent bomb blows apart a Humvee or a squad on foot patrol, the shock waves from the blast reverberate in small towns like Wheeler, Texas, and big cities like San Diego. A young private takes a bullet; back at home his father’s heart bleeds. A soldier loses a leg; his wife struggles in the days that follow to simply keep putting one foot in front of the other. A sergeant’s eardrum is perforated; his mother hears the explosion in her dreams, time and time again. Truth is, the casualties of war go far beyond the numbers from the Pentagon. Love gives us no choice.
In a later e-mail Roman wrote, “I’m fine, functioning, and back at work with my men. Right where I belong.”
We are there too, Sgt. Diaz. We are there, too.
I do not have a son or daughter in the military nor do I have any close friends with children in the military. I cannot explain my love for the men in women in our armed services, but I feel as though they are my sons and daughters. I am so proud of them for their selfless bravery and I think of them and worry for them and pray for them and their families. As much as I would love for them all to come home, I know that they have a job to do and a mission to complete and I will continue to pray for them until they all come home.
Great post Annanonymous.
Tell you what, so as to not completely disappoint your other readers and to alleviate the shock to their system that my brother’s commenting absence will no doubt cause, I’ll run a snarky comment through the Autorantic Virtual Moonbat and post it for you later.
I’m good that way.
Why, thank you Stew-be-do-be-do!
Nice post, Anna. Well said. I hope they know that they ain’t alone, no matter where in the world they may be.
GOD is with them, too!
Beautiful sentiment and beautiful post Anna!
Thank you, benning, and you are so right!
Thank you, Angel.