While today marks a day we will ALWAYS remember, while we recount the stories of where we were that day, while we share in the patriotism that brought us all together, I wanted to shed a little light on how that day STILL affects some of us. We weren’t at Ground Zero. But it doesn’t mean we weren’t affected — all those who witnessed the terror, all those serving in the military, or joined up to serve because of that day. How it still affects us all.
He was full-time active duty Army at the time. When the 2nd plane hit, he told his troops, “Pack up, guys. We’re going to war.” They spent the next 3 months readying themselves for war.
I worked in the 3rd Corps war room (contractor for their secured network) and I watched as his unit’s orders came, got canceled, came again, and then canceled again. Over and over my heart wrenched and relief surged only to be yanked away again. It was a very stressful time for all of us.
For him, though, he *wanted* to go. To do his duty. He was denied the First Gulf War and Somalia as he was needed on the home front to train lieutenants before they were shipped off. He felt like a failure because he didn’t do what he signed up to do. Then, Kosovo happened and he deployed. No one remembers *that* “war“. He didn’t feel as though he fulfilled his destiny there either.
Because 4th ID was chosen to go to Afghanistan before 1st CAV, he was again denied his duty (in his eyes). And again, he still feels like a failure, that he’s not a true soldier. He feels guilty for being a veteran, for having all the things he suffers because of some dumb “wag the dog” stunt that no one remembers, for missing out.
9/11 is a very conflicting memory in our household. While we love that it brought ALL Americans together as one, regardless of race, creed, color…it also means that my husband missed his chance to be the hero he always dreamed.
I hate seeing him in pain, both physically and emotionally. I hate that he cannot see himself like I see him. And I wish others could see him the way I see him too.
To this day, that war overshadows everything about him.
If you’re willing, I would love to hear your stories as well. Share with everyone so we never forget that day and its lasting affects on us.
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I was in basic training when 9/11 happened and I too felt the vengeance and wanted to do my part. I was sent to Korea right after AIT and after my year I PCS to Fort Jackson, I spent the first four years of my military career feeling like I was not doing my duty and was stuck in these low intensity military bases. After Fort Jackson I was sent to the mighty 1st Cav from where I deployed to Iraq in 2007. I was there when our president decided to extend our tour of duty to 18 months however my detachment redeployed after 14. I felt like I didn’t do enough over there; I felt like I had it easy especially after we lost two Soldiers the moths following my redeployment. Many of us feel the same as your husband. If for whatever reason we didn’t deploy during our military service we feel inadequate but if we did deploy and made it back then we feel guilty for ever coming back. It’s such a conflict of emotions not even we can understand.
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That has to be tough. But it sounds like he’s a hero in the eyes of the only people who matter–his family!
Stephanie
http://stephie5741.blogspot.com
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