Love in a War Zone


My husband is in Afghanistan. Most of the time I just put it in the back of my mind. I have a full-time job and three kids. I’m exhausted, and I don’t have the time to really think about what exactly he’s doing and what it means. I wear a yellow ribbon on my coat. I wear his dogtags, but the baby steals them. But I don’t think about it.

George W Monkeyboy Asslicker started this shit. Fuck him.

Tonight, instead of going to sleep my husband –the love of my goddamn life– took his weary, camoflauged ass to the rec center to get on the Internet and do a video chat with me and the baby. It was great to see his face and hear his voice. But afterwards, I got terrified. He’s in a really really dangerous place and bad guys want to kill him. It would make their day to kill him. And he would never come home and his baby would never remember him.

This war shit fucking sucks, and fuck fuck fuck the stupid goddamn government that put him there. And fuck those fucking shitass Taliban fuckers that are killing Marines. People will never see their fathers and husbands and brothers and sons again because of those fucking shitstains.

Semper motherfucking fi.

11 Comments

  1. The loving husband here. Just wanted to say I love and miss my family very much. And as much as me and wife might not always agree on things, I support this post 100%. Not because I necessarily agree with it, but because it is my wife’s opinion, and I love it when she speaks her mind.

    I love you sweetie, and can’t wait to be home again.

  2. Hooah! I remember feeling the same way and not being able to post anything. Thank you for finally saying it! I’m always here and always wearing my yellow ribbon until they are ALL HOME!

  3. My husband is in Afghanistan as well. It definitely blows. I think that soldiers should be allowed to carry cellphones…I mean they’re like…a basic human need. I know I can’t function without mine.

    I miss being able to pick up the phone and text him during the day.

  4. Your husband chose to re-up, knowing the danger he could be placed in..he knew the chances of being shipped to Afghanistan were almost certain…Christa he chose this life..not because he just wants money or is seeking something to prove..its because he loves his country, his nation, he loves America…I never met the man, but coming from a military family..I really really respect him and admire him for what he is doing by choice.
    Christa I admire you for choosing to be an enlisted mans wife, I admire you for your sacrifices at the home front. I look back at what my mom must have gone through when My dad went to Vietnam, and Korea twice for years at a time. You hang in there Christa.. believe it or not..YOU are the glue keeping your family together, Its you he thinks about when he is out there doing what needs to be done..you are his reason for doing it every single day. i don’t know you Christa but I love you guys and you are all in my prayers daily and I mean that.

  5. Currently redeploying to Afghanistan. I understand your frustration with the government, but this does not help. It’s good to vent but it’s better to encourage your husband.
    There are two side to this war. The military service man and women who risk their lives everyday, and the Taliban who themselves are force to to be make an explosive to feed his our her Family for the week.
    Everyday when I am over there, I hate my life. To be fair, some days are better than the rest and some months goes by quick. But the number one thing that keeps me going is the love of my family and my girl. Without them, I would have given up.

    1. It helps ME to vent. My husband knows I support him. Free speech is something people have fought and died for; so I think it’s entirely appropriate for me to tell the government to fuck off. Thomas Jefferson would encourage it. Be safe over there. Will you be in Helmand or Kandahar?

  6. “The test of democracy is freedom of criticism.” ~David Ben-Gurion

    Honestly, I share Trixie’s hope that they’re all over there for the right reasons, and question my government’s decisions to send young men off to war, and I’m an avid Obama supporter.

    I love my country, I am *incredibly* grateful to all those men and women putting themselves in harm’s way on my behalf, and I am frightened by this trend towards castigating anyone who dares say word one about our government’s motivations for going to war.

    *always* question authority. They’re only human after all.

    Thank you for writing this trixie, I can’t even begin to imagine the pain I would be in if my wife were off in a foreign country risking life and limb the way your husband is.

  7. Wow, hard one to read. Worse to live.
    There are many platitudes I could write, I’m sure you’ve heard them all.
    You wouldn’t love him if he tried to change the kick ass woman you are. You must do the same for him.
    If it weren’t for brave souls like him, we’d still be saying, “Yes Your Majesty” and driving on the left.
    We owe our militare a huge debt and our respect. We often forget that their families serve as well, and suffer more. If I can help……

  8. I have just recently found your blog from following you on twitter. Just wanted to say that i have missed your presence on XBOX and that i truly do feel sympathy for you and your family (and all families effected) by our situation in the middle east. Just wanted to drop a note saying your in my prayers. Hope all turns out well for you and your family.

  9. My Dad is a US-Marine. He served in several wars including Vietnam, Desert Storm… and retired after almost 40 years of active duty.

    Our family went thru a lot but were’re very proud of him and of all soldiers who risk their lives for our freedom and our country.
    But I hear ya!

    I hope your sweetheart will return safe and sound!

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