My secretly adopted (he don't know it yet) cyber son over at Pass the Brass has just recently arrived in Iraq and has this poignant post about one of his first missions. This soldier writes so well it sends chills down your spine. Here's a piece of his post, click on over for the rest. If you don't read anything else today, read this. Stay safe, Sure Fire.
"The trip back to base is a rush in itself. Like a runner getting their second wind, you find a small cache of energy that easily finds its way out on the return trip. A different objective on your mind, your mind is almost on a higher alert than it was in the initiation of that mission. The adrenaline is flowing…hearts racing…sweating…praying, “Just let me get home, Lord.” But these prayers are not like those ones where you know that you’re gonna get it… it’s a deterrent from the unknown…in a place where the impossible is possible…where anything and everything could be a danger to you and your team"