The Long Way Home: One Mom's Journey Home from War
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My name is Jessica Scott. I am a soldier. I am a mother. I am a wife. In 2009, Army second lieutenant Jessica Scott deployed to Iraq as part of Operation Iraqi Freedom and Operation New Dawn. She thought deploying was the hardest thing she'd ever do. She was wrong. This is the story of a mother coming home from war and learning to be a mom again. This is the story of a lieutenant making the grade and becoming a company commander. This is the journey of a writer persevering through a hundred rejections. This is the story of a soldier learning to be a woman again. This is the story of a wife waiting for the end of a war. This is the journey as it happened, without commentary. This is her blog. There are many blogs from the Iraq war, but this one is hers.
and became the focus of rage toward a government that refused to listen to its people. Thank you. Thank you for your service. You stood back when protesters spit on you and called you names that they should be ashamed of because while they were sitting back home, safely doing pot and getting in touch with nature, you were in touch with nature in the jungles and the heat and the rain. Thank you. You, more than any other group of our soldiers deserve our thanks because you, more than any other
from disadvantaged backgrounds or parts of the country where they can be coerced into serving because of patriotism” (Really? Don’t you mean the redneck hillbillies who don’t know any better than to be patriotic [insert sarcasm here]?). The whole conversation of military service and whether today’s volunteer Army is any different than mercenaries—the disdain that some in the audience showed for values such as civic duty or patriotism notwithstanding—is very interesting. If there is no compulsion
peace, people stay and sacrifice to continue to serve. I don’t believe that we are mercenaries but I do believe we, as a nation, must confront the issues about civic responsibility and whether it is truly ethical if you reap the benefits of this nation and only have to pay a few dollars (in taxes) not to have to give anything up. Hell, when we were attacked on September 11, we were told to go shopping instead of changing our way of life to ease our dependency on the very oil that financed the
learned more recently. Three years ago this week, I was in the field on Fort Hood on my first brigade level exercise in a brigade combat team. Why am I starting with three years ago? Because three years ago, I went to the field with a brigade combat team and learned about an Army I’d only heard about. When I commissioned from a Sergeant First Class to a Second Lieutenant, I thought I had a pretty good grip on the signal stuff. I breezed through Officer Basic Course half asleep (I wrote two
broken promise. I hope I have plenty of tomorrows left to try and make it up to her. But what if I don’t? Will I honestly look back at the summer of 2011 and say I wish I’d worked harder? Or will I regret that I wasn’t at the pool on the weekend with my kids because command had taken every single thing that I’d had that week and I just needed to lie on the couch? A few weeks ago, one of my young sergeants asked me how I did it? How did I come to work and put in so many hours and not feel the