During my first deployment to Camp Speicher, Iraq just north of Saddam’s home town, Tikrit, 2004-2005, I kept two journals: one for work and the other personal.
I never expected follow-on deployments, I wanted to document my time.
Things change and my ‘only’ deployment turned into four: Iraq three times and Afghanistan once.
Each time I kept two journals.
I wrote for relaxation and documenting my deployments. Memories fade and change.
Family history to pass on to my children and grandchildren. “Please bring me a beer. Sit down. This is what your grand dad did during the war..”.
My dad and all my uncles served in WWII. None kept a journal, as they passed away, so did a portion of our family history.
I did not want to lose family history.
The cathartic effect of writing helps me process my time overseas and my post-overseas time.
Coming home was not as hard as going over, but ‘home’ was not the same as before. I felt like I changed.
I doubt I am alone with this feeling.
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