A Future Carved By A Newfound Anger.

I had just read a few pieces on pain and living with it and then it hit me, like

electricity sending a message through every receptor in my body, which is what

physical pain would be defined as by one such as myself. You can define physical

pain and it becomes nothing more than a definition, but what captivates most people

or at least me is not physical pain but the pain dealt with in everyday life. For

instance the pain one experiences when they are told a loved one has passed away, or

when a parent is told that their son or daughter has fallen victim to the many

dangers that exist in the world today. How about the pain from knowing that the one

person you dearly loved more than anything in this world has moved on and forgotten

you. All of those would make a great article in any media for the simple fact that a

good majority of Americans, and people around the world for that matter, experience

these things sometime in their life. A person may not experience every one, but they

all hurt just the same. To be perfectly honest, I don't want to write about any of

these. I want to write about something that happened to me recently and i have been

thinking how this has affected my future. If this one traumatic event can carve out

the way i spend the rest of my days. It has been something i have not gotten my mind

over and since I'm not a good talker, i thought writing it down would maybe help me

grasp the gravity of the situation.

I'm a United States Marine on a combat tour in Afghanistan. My fellow marines and I

have been looking forward to this deployment for a year now. I know who in their

right mind looks forward to a combat deployment right? Well I'll tell you, about

thirty young men who not only signed up, but signed up for the hardest and most

rigorous training our military has to offer. These men, boys in some eyes, signed

the papers to be a U.S. Marine, and these are the crazy boys who look forward to

defending what they believe in, and what they stand for. They are the crazy ones who

don't care what you or this country has to say because they know they are the only

ones who have the guts to stand up and try to make a difference in the world, and

all that matters to them is the marine next to them.

We have been in country for a few months now and have been doing extensive,

exhausting

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