In light of recent events, both in the blogging world and in my world, I've been thinking a lot about our military and the war we are involved in.
I have to admit that a good portion of the time I wonder what exactly it is our husband, boyfriends, friends and family members are doing. I wonder if it is worth it for us to keep losing people. I'm not saying that I think these people are dying in vain or sacrificing for nothing, but sometimes I wonder if it's worth it. How much longer are we going to be there? How long before there is some other country and situation that we feel the need to step in? I think sometimes we take the world police role too far.
Maybe I'm being selfish about it because I fear for my husband and his friends everyday. Maybe it's because I've seen friends of ours and the mental and physical effects this war has had on them. I've cried at times watching how painful it is for these young men to continue on with their life and blame themselves for friends they could not save. Everytime we are notified that someone in one of our battalions has been killed or injured I get a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach and feel selfish when I think, "Thank God it wasn't my husband"
I don't question the devotion our soldiers have to our country, but sometimes I do really question why we continue to fight the wars we are fighting at the high cost it has on our soldiers and their families.
