Memorial Day means living on War Time for some of us.

I have a beautiful, intelligent, college-educated niece who is stationed in Afghanistan. To be specific, she is stationed in one of the hotspots in Afghanistan, a base outside Qalat. She will be coming home to us for two precious weeks starting next week. We will have a party in honor of her birthday and take her to Las Vegas because in her short 22 years of life, she has never been there.

I know that today is supposed to be a day when we honor those killed in action. I pray I will never have to honor my beloved niece that way. With over 3400 dead soldiers in Iraq alone, we will have many American’s honoring family members who have died in George Bush’s wars today around these United States. I find myself sitting and waiting for her emails every evening when I know its daytime in Afghanistan. It’s living on War time for me..and apparently I am not the only one that thinks that way.

Please take the time to read a NYT editorial written by a father who’s son died protecting others in the Iraq War. A short two paragraph excerpt is below:

EVERY evening at 10, beeps emanate from the top drawer of my dresser. The sound comes from a watch that has resided there for just over three years. The 20 beeps signify that another day is dawning in Iraq. The watch belonged to my son, Specialist Martin Kondor, who was killed in action with the Army on the morning of April 29, 2004, in the city of Baquba, north of Baghdad. Martin was 20 years old.

Since his death, three Memorial Days have come and gone, and while most people think of Memorial Day as just a day off from work, an occasion for a backyard cookout or a chance to score a good deal at a spectacular sale, for families like mine, Memorial Day has a more somber meaning. For us, the day is a further reminder that our loved one is gone forever.

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About Dusty, hells most vocal bitch

I am a..brown Cali bitch that is quite the opinionated,political, pain-in-the-ass, in your face kinda girl that also loves baseball and music to a fault. Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.--Albert Einstein-*

Posted on May 28, 2007, in Iraq Veterans Memorial, Memorial Day. Bookmark the permalink. 8 Comments.

  1. I’m w/you in war time too. Enjoy your dear niece next week.

  2. You have my good thoughts and the niece has all the omnipotent juju I can throw at her. Let’s hope you don’t have to go through any more of these “holidays” in the future.

  3. Ah Mary, thanks and I know your with me as I am with niece is still thinking she will only do a ‘year’ in Afghanistan. I have tried to break it to her that she won’t…but I plan to hug and hold her as much as possible when she lands in San Diego.

  4. Now, I know where your head(and heart) have been for the last few months. You know I’m anything but religious, but I will still offer up a prayer or three for your niece, Boo.

  5. Yeah..she has been there since the beginning of Dec B. Its been tough, but not as tough as its been on this sweet young woman who’s only wish is to become an FBI agent.

  6. I lost two relatives during that awful mess in Southeast Asia. Fortunately, I haven’t lost anyone during the Bush administration to war. I do have friends who are there, I have friends who have returned home, and I have a friend who is leaving for Iraq this summer. I know the pain of losing someone to war – it is unlike anything else. Since March 2003, I have lost 3 relatives to cancer. These were long drawn out deaths that were expected. You build yourself up for the blow that you know is coming. It doesn’t feel god, but it is inevitable. Right now, I am dealing with another loss. My friend, Cindy is leaving the anti-war movement. She has given herself totally to this cause only to see many of her allies turn against her. While I understand her decision, I have a feeling that we haven’t heard the last of her. There are times I have felt as if I am fighting a losing cause. I too have thought about quiting – giving up the fight – but something draws me back in. But even if Cindy does not return to the struggle, her initial foray into this fight – believe it or not, it was less than two years ago when we first heard her name – was the machinery we needed to open the floodgate. She put a face to the movement and inspired others. She caught the attention of the media. We are stronger today because of her. And because of her blood, sweat and heartfelt tears, the tide has turned. Today the vast majority of the American people are against this war. This is in contrast to the support it enjoyed B.C. (Before Cindy). Thank you for this post, Dusty. You helped me find my post on Cindy.

  7. Thoughts, and prayers, Dusty that your niece makes it home for good safe and healthy.

  8. Robert, you wrote a very good piece on Cindy, I enjoyed reading it 🙂Tom, thank you so means a lot when people tell me they keep her in their prayers.

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