This is such a hard book to get through. It's not that it's a difficult read and it's not written badly... it is a book that weighs very heavy on the heart.
I'm continually stopping to wipe the tears from my eyes, to bring myself back to reality and to take in my surroundings followed by a few deep breaths. I was not one of these men or women who fought for our country but I was a sibling of one. I received emails from my brother, you know the generic kind, how the weather was, what new city he was in, and how he was now a Platoon Sargent with more responsibility. Not once did he ever tell me about the close calls, the bloodshed, and the heartache. Thank god for that. It took me forever to watch a military movie, it was years after he had gotten out of the army.
Reading his story in this book made me cry multiple times. I cried for his struggles, I cried for his strength, I cried for my selfishness over the happiness that my brother made it home... I cried for those who were unable to. No one really knows what goes on over there except for the soldiers themselves. I think of those men and women who are fighting for our country, keeping the details of their deployment down to a minimum for the sake of their loved one's sanity but in return, they lose theirs.
I thank every single one of these soldiers for sharing their stories. If you want to get into the mind of a soldier, read this book.