War is...the creation of memories that never leave.
The horrors intermixing within a soldier’s mind are always relevant. Not only do they carry their wounded brethren, but they carry the horrors of war that keep them up at night. Often the hardest part about fighting for your country is coming home and trying to fit back into society. Each day is marred with replays from the battlefield. The smell of burning wood can remind a soldier about the smell of a burning building in Iraq. The sound of the fireworks from the Fourth of July can spark the recollection of a full-out firefight where friends were lost in battle. A walk down a paved path brings hesitation with each step for fear of losing one’s toes on a landmine. These men come back home from putting their hearts on the line, only to have to do it again and again each and everyday. After returning home, men find that they cannot do it anymore. After putting every last bit of energy they had into surviving, nothing else seems as significant. On the other hand, not all memories from war are devastating. Going into battle knowing the rest of your platoon has your back can build relationships for life. The boys you go into war with, and the men that return become your brothers that you will always remember. When one knows they have their brother next to them, it makes the hard times that much easier to deal with.
No comments:
Post a Comment