Pfunksfoolosophy

Hey gang…

As you probably know, I had adopted a soldier. His name is Daryl and I only sent  him  one card. I had JUST gotten a care package together for him and today, I received a phone call from the director of Soldier’s Angels.

Daryl was killed in action. That’s it. Killed in action. My heart sank. My stomach turned. I had never met Daryl, but I wanted so very much for him to remain safe and do his job while remaining positive. Many of the soldiers are simply doing their job. They’re being put in harm’s way because of cirmcumstances out of their control and many of them don’t agree with the war. BUT, they’re soldiers. They didn’t sign up without the knowledge of one day possibly seeing ‘action’.
I want them home  now. I don’t care about an exit strategy. I don’t care if they run away like school girls and the entire world thinks us foolish for leaving without so much as a word. I don’t care. I want  them home. I want them to be with their families.

Sure, that’s completely unreasonable, but I have a son. I have a daughter and they’re relatively safe. If you’re reading this and you have a family member or a friend over there,  do more for their families stateside. Write to the soldiers.  Let them know that they  matter to you and that, while you don’t agree with the war, you support THEM.

I’m going to move forward and adopt another soldier. It’s the price of a stamp. That’s all it takes to boost someone’s morale.

Daryl is finally safe. It’s a shame that it had to be this way.