My four-year-old son is playing with Scott’s leatherman.
E: This is a rocket ship that shoots fire at the bad guys.
Me: What makes them bad guys?
E: They shoot fire at the rocket ship.
Me: So the rocket ship is acting in self-defense?
E: The bad guys are scared so they shoot fire making the rocket guys scared so they shoot fire back.
I wrote down this interchange a few weeks back because I was moved by E’s insight. And with the last combat troops leaving Iraq this week, I found it apropos to include it here.
Because I agree with my son, war and fear are close. Intertwined even. And I hope that our leaving lessens the fear. In Iraq. In neighboring nations. In our own.
But regardless of how I view our time in Iraq, I am overjoyed that so many are home.
To them: Welcome home. And thank you.
I embedded a homecoming video from CNN, and found an entire blog filled with videos of troops returning to their families, Welcome Home.
And I cried. As I always do when reminded of individual sacrifice for a greater purpose.