Sometimes I hear of an American Soldier or Marine getting killed over there, and it’s almost like it don’t connect with my brain. I think to myself, well thats too bad and go on with whatever I am doing. But I need to remember these are people, not a number to be quoted on CNN.
My 10 year old son Adam’s cousin Johnny just deployed over there in the Army. Johnny is related to my son on his mom’s side of the family. The last time I saw him, he was probably about 12 years old.
I am almost shocked to understand this little kid (as I remember him) is over there putting his life on the line. He recently got married and has his whole life in front of him.
I have 2 teenage stepsons in addition to my 10 year old. I am very concerned with the fact that they will probably end up going, over there. I think there will be a draft after the next election. The two teens I am really worried about having to go. One plans to join the airforce anyway.
I think that I and and everyone should consider that these are real people over there in the military. They have hopes, dreams and desires like we do. Every time one dies or is injured for life, families are changed forever. I will not downplay the next death, I hear about. They are more than just a number.