Saturday, December 24, 2005

Merry Christmas

Today is Christmas for me. I feel alone and far away. Soon I will be home but not today.

Jacob, you are such a wonderful boy and I miss you. I will be home soon and we can be a complete family again.

Linnea, I miss you so much, you cried for me the other day and I am so sorry I couldn't be there to hold you.

Tara, you have it hard today like I do. You are such a strong mother and a beautiful wife. I love you and you won't have to be alone much longer.

I love you all and wish you well this day. I promise to be home soon.

Love,

Your Father and Husband

Friday, December 16, 2005

A Question for YOU

Many of you have been reading my blog for quite some time now. I have never asked anything of you the readers (well, I haven't asked anything that wasn't rhetorical) but this time I am.

In a few months I will be out of the army and with that I will also be out of work. Those of you who have come to know me have read my thoughts and rants here on my blog and with those I ask you only for help with this. I am applying for jobs the regular way as well (as much as I can here from Iraq) but I know that all kinds of people have been reading what I write and perhaps one of you knows of some career that I would have never thought of applying for, but which would be good for me.

My blog tells more about me than any resume (but I have one of those as well) and so if any one of you has a career or job you think I might be suited for please feel free to email me and let me know. My email can be found on the right hand side of this blog.

On a separate note, I am very excited about going home (no I won't be home for Christmas, but soon after...) Take care, all of you.

Sgt Zachary Scott-Singley

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Take Care

I will be taking a four week break from my blog as I prepare to return to my home, if I can post before then I will try my best. Thank you all for your comments and for your help through both your comfort and criticism. Take care


Sgt Zachary Scott-Singley

Thursday, December 01, 2005

I Ask You

Are you proud of me Mother? I am a soldier. Are you proud of me Father? I have killed. To my country I ask you, are you proud of me?

These hands of mine know how to destroy and leave my mess for others to pick up. At times I feel that the only thing I have left behind me is a path of broken pieces. Perhaps that is my legacy, to shatter what others (including myself) hold dear.

You know the best part? The sorrow and pity I feel afterwards. Isn't it ridiculous? You would think that I would be the last one to cry for the casualties I have helped cause.

I am still alive and like all living things, with each breath I come closer to death. I walk this path alone and fuck if I know where it leads...