this is a healing letter that I wrote while in an inpatient PTSD program, I know it helped some of the vets there so maybe it will on here, thanks.. Feel free to share if you feel that it will help somebody, even just one person may get some kind of closure from it. Letter to Iraqi girl You have no clue what you meant to me and how your heart was so open and warming. I miss you. The days went by easier knowing I was going to see you, Iraq is a bad place but you were worth what I have endured. There are no words big enough to describe the short bond we had together. That day I was supposed to come and visit you but things out of my control changed our plans; they wanted the Iraqi Army to control all of the voting areas, so if you were waiting for me I do apologize for that. I wish I could have protected you from those evil people but I could not because I was not there. I am writing this letter so if you ever thought that I forgot about you I have not. You are a little angel that gave me hope when I was away from my children. There are days when I sit and cry when I think about you and what could I have done to protect you that day but the truth is that no matter the choices I would have made that day this tragedy would have happened regardless. I know you did not mean for our memory to separate me from my own children. You were my reality and safety net while I was in Iraq until that tragedy happened. I will never forget you and I will use you only for memories and motivation. The bond we had and still have will never be forgotten by me. I know in my heart I did everything I could to protect you and your family and all the other innocent children I have seen die. You were the only one that got to me the way you did, that means you are one special little girl. I will never think about our relationship in a negative way again, you did not hurt me nor did you mean to. The bad guys hurt you and me that day I will never forgive them for what they did to you and so many other innocent people may they rot in hell where they belong. I promise to only use our memory to get closer to my children. I will be grateful for having each one of them in my life. Although you are physically gone you’re memory will live on for as long as I live and for whoever reads my writings about you and our experience. My children’s lives will be more cherished and they will get unconditional love, I owe this to you and them and I will pay it forward anytime I can. I will not say goodbye in this letter because there is a special feeling I get when I write, think or dream about you. I feel as if you are somehow protecting me and my family, there are days while in Iraq I should have not lived or made it home but there was someone watching over me and I think you had a part in this. I accept that you are not alive but you are here in spirit and that is what matters to me. The visions I have sometimes, I can see you in the sandbox with my children playing and I can only hope that this is true and you are not stuck in that country. There are days I wish I would have never seen what I saw but in all reality this is what makes me who I am today, so I thank you for that. Author: Dustin Lenzo
Posted on: Wed, 06 Nov 2013 03:53:49 +0000
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