March 20th, 2008
Today, 5 years ago the war in Iraq started. I remember sitting on my mother’s couch watching the news. Merely 12 days before I sent my boyfriend of 6 months, now husband, off to war. I watched the bombs come down like fireworks. I was stunned. I had talked to Bryan once since he arrived there and I was terrified of where he was and how he was participating in this. I thought if at any time he was going to be injured it would have been during the initial invasion. I had no idea it would be 6 weeks before he was to return home on his second year long tour in Iraq. I can’t believe that this is still going on. I can’t believe how we made it through two years of the reality of war. We were scared, disconnected at times, and always longing for it to be over. Who knew that at this moment his men would be spending their 3rd tour over there and this time for 15 months? Who knew that my sister would be engaged to a soldier also from Missouri that is serving in Iraq at this time? I want it all to be over I want them home and safe. I am always so filled with heartache for those killed in action or being med evaced to Walter Reed or Bamsey. It is life shattering and life altering. I wish this upon no one.