3:31 a.m pst.
I know I am a little late, but Happy Memorial day everyone, or in this case day after memorial day. Memorial day found me busy as it always does, and I am grateful for what I have been given. I lived the life of a soldier and nearly died as a soldier, but I am here now, and I am determined that people see that though we are soldiers we are people first, so please as my Mother used to tell me, if you can’t say something nice, then you just need to keep your mouth shut. We are not baby killers or murderers, we have killed yes, but there is a whole heck of a lot of difference between killing in battle than there is for killing in sport.
I am not going to lie to you and say that war is easy, and that it doesn’t touch you, because it does, Soldiers lose their minds over there, and they die, some come home to nothing but emptiness. I am one of the blessed ones, I may have left my legs in Kabul, but I had a beautiful family to come home to.
It’s late as I write this, but as I said I have been busy, and I just needed to get some thoughts on to paper. I am really tired of the Veterans being treated so badly, those that need the help the most are the ones who are most often left behind, and they wonder why we here horror stories of Soldiers loosing it.
I was touched by the Veterans parade today, but there were protesters there as well, screaming out horrible things, and I wanted to shake them and tell them it was because of the soldiers they had the freedom to voice their opinion. Though I feel some could have been more respectful about it.
As I took the time to send my respect to the fallen soldiers today, and to all who served in the service during war and during peace, I was allowed to reflect on how what happened to me changed me. If I had to do it over again knowing what I would have been through, I truly believe I would.
Well I have to get Kayleigh up in a little bit, we are having a Mother daughter day, she jus t finished fourth grade, hard to believe.