Heard this song on the radio the other day, and for the first time ever, I realized that the song was about a soldier missing home. I knew the words by heart, but its context never occurred to me before. Perhaps creating a recent video, Damaged, had my mind still on our military and their families when this new thought sunk in (finally). I’ve been told I’m naive, but this one took the cake and all the icing with it. Naturally, I needed to know more about the story behind the song, and hence this video was created.
My husband is a veteran who served in both the Army and Navy from the late 1980s through till about 1996. He has PTSD. And he’s haunted by particular events. He was present on the infamous Highway of Death at the start of the 1st Gulf War. What he did, and witnessed there—still gives him nightmares most nights. Many of the men he served with from those two plus days on the “Highway” have committed suicide.
War is horrible, and our soldiers pay a terrible price for it.
I wrote this little piece, and then created the video using pictures from that war. Many are disturbing and graphic so beware as you watch. For well over 18 years I’ve watched my husband struggle with PTSD, and the moral implications of those fateful days. I wish I could take those memories from him, but unfortunately they are his to bear, alone. All I can do is be there for him.
I love our military, but I worry about our soldiers too.
The Dead Poets Society series continue with a dramatic poem by Stephen Crane
Ever had your heart broken? Not everyone will be able to completely heal from it.