Iraq Cuts Close to Home
Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 12:52 pm
About a month ago, "J," an old acquaintance found me on Facebook. She had made my school life pretty unpleasant from the third grade on. The first time I met her we were 8 or 9 and she and her little crowd of popular girls approached me at recess and asked if I wanted to be their friend. It seemed really nice until she told me if I hung around with them, I wasn't allowed to talk to Kim, who was the class whipping girl. Kim had a hygiene problem but she was the first person to be nice to me in a new school where I, the shy girl, was fearful of everyone. I remember telling J that nobody told me who I could be friends with and that I didn't want to be part of her group if I couldn't be friends with Kim. That pretty much set my status up until high school. :wah: J was the first girl, first person I ever hit. She wouldn't stop hitting me over the head with her book one day and I turned around and popped her one. She had a new respect for me after that.
Time crawled by and J found me through our old mutual friend on Facebook. She was adamant about apologizing to me for how she had treated me back then. That seemed like a hundred years ago. I held no grudge. I told her that and I accepted her apology and we started a friendship after all those years.
She's deploying to Iraq this month. I was stunned when I found out she was in the service, because it seemed so very unlike her. Yet she said it had always been in the back of her mind. I had assumed she would go there and have some sort of "deskjob" as it were, something out of the way of great harm, but no. She says she's going to be a "gunner" whatever the official term for that is. Or maybe that is the official term, I don't know. I am not at all military familiar so I admit I was out of the loop. I didn't realize they allowed women in those positions. Not that I think only men should be in danger like that, that's not what I'm saying. I'm just surprised is all.
She and our mutual friend met up yesterday after about twenty five years of not seeing each other. They sent me a picture of the two of them. Wish I could have been there. It seems strange that now that these two women have resurfaced in my life, that there's a possibility I may not ever see one of them again. I hope I'm just being unnecessarily dramatic. It's weird how this woman made my life a small personal hell when we were kids and yet I have a heaviness in my heart now about this situation and I am already asking for blessings and protection for her. I'm not sure what my point is here. I think I just wanted to tell someone without it getting back to J. I wouldn't want her to know how worried I am. Ok, thanks for reading me.
Time crawled by and J found me through our old mutual friend on Facebook. She was adamant about apologizing to me for how she had treated me back then. That seemed like a hundred years ago. I held no grudge. I told her that and I accepted her apology and we started a friendship after all those years.
She's deploying to Iraq this month. I was stunned when I found out she was in the service, because it seemed so very unlike her. Yet she said it had always been in the back of her mind. I had assumed she would go there and have some sort of "deskjob" as it were, something out of the way of great harm, but no. She says she's going to be a "gunner" whatever the official term for that is. Or maybe that is the official term, I don't know. I am not at all military familiar so I admit I was out of the loop. I didn't realize they allowed women in those positions. Not that I think only men should be in danger like that, that's not what I'm saying. I'm just surprised is all.
She and our mutual friend met up yesterday after about twenty five years of not seeing each other. They sent me a picture of the two of them. Wish I could have been there. It seems strange that now that these two women have resurfaced in my life, that there's a possibility I may not ever see one of them again. I hope I'm just being unnecessarily dramatic. It's weird how this woman made my life a small personal hell when we were kids and yet I have a heaviness in my heart now about this situation and I am already asking for blessings and protection for her. I'm not sure what my point is here. I think I just wanted to tell someone without it getting back to J. I wouldn't want her to know how worried I am. Ok, thanks for reading me.