Letters Home

From my personal journal 11/13/04





I watched the documentary on the letters home from

Iraq last night-it was all I could do. It's such a

tragedy and such a waste. I know they are only selecting

certain letters, but why is it that the best, most

special people, are the ones to be sent to fight and

die needlessly? Why do we continue to waste the best

America has to offer in such a manner?



And it made me sad, seeing all those families. Cos I

don't have a family like that. I have wanted to have a

close-knit family to come home to ever since I saw

C's family.  I suppose I never even missed it all

those years--you don't know what you've missed till

you  recognize it elsewhere, I suppose--I wish I had a

warm, close group of people to feel sheltered by, to

come home to and feel a part of. Instead I have this

fractured, needy, wounded broken collection of messed

up souls. How nice it would have been if things had

been different...