Tonight my daughter is making some of her key calls. Every couple of weeks she makes calls to about twenty wives whose husbands serve in the same unit as her husband. The 116th from Fort Riley is now serving in southern Afghanistan, with their center located near Kandahar. Most of the guys are out in remote locations with no water and very limited access to phone lines or internet. They are working directly with small towns to try and build up security for families very similar to my own. They've been there a while and they aren't going to get to come home anytime soon.
The wives are doing the best they can, raising children, trying to maintain family ties with their own and their spouses families, dealing with illnesses, checking accounts, lawns that need mowed and broken washing machines. And they worry. Because any day could bring news that no one wants to hear. They find comfort in each other because no one else can truely understand what its like to live this day after day.
America seems to be focused on their jobless rates and sagging stock values. Although these are important to me also, (I lost my job over a year ago too), I am more concerned that America work hard on getting these soldiers back home. Until these issues are resolved, military families have no chance of every having any sort of normal life in the future. Deployment after deployment isn't a way to hold together a marriage. They will never make it together to the life stage where they worry about their savings and retirement accounts.
Now, I must deal with COMBAT HOSPITAL premiering on ABC on June 21st. Really? Couldn't there be another topic that might entertain you while you distract yourself from the war that is a ghost in my home everyday? The injured soldiers portrayed in the series are there today. They could be someone I know. Their injury or trauma could be something that my son-in-law will carry with him as an invisable wound the rest of his life as he tries to be a good husband and father.
Really, aren't there other things you could entertain yourself with? Don't you feel like you might be treading on the privacy and dignity of those who volunteered to go and fight for you?