On the Catwalk
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Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
Life in the Slow Lane
Things are slower over here. I almost forgot about that... The skys are bluer over here and the days are shorter. I haven't had that same urge like I did last time to carry a weapon (like a knife or pistol) with me all the time either. For me this last deployment was not nearly as violent as my first time in Iraq.
I came home to my life again and it still fits. On some level I was afraid that tempting fate again by going back to Iraq was going to be the end of me. In the back of my head I had a feeling that my luck could run out and yet I am back home again (I had promised my family I would make it back). How do you make a promise like that? Just glad I was able to keep it.
Soon this whole chapter of my life will be closed and I will begin writing a new chapter. I am going to be a civilian in April (the end of April). That is when the army will lift my involuntary extention and will let me get out.
I can't say that I am not scared, in fact I am scared to death. Things have a way of working out though and this will work out as well.
I came home to my life again and it still fits. On some level I was afraid that tempting fate again by going back to Iraq was going to be the end of me. In the back of my head I had a feeling that my luck could run out and yet I am back home again (I had promised my family I would make it back). How do you make a promise like that? Just glad I was able to keep it.
Soon this whole chapter of my life will be closed and I will begin writing a new chapter. I am going to be a civilian in April (the end of April). That is when the army will lift my involuntary extention and will let me get out.
I can't say that I am not scared, in fact I am scared to death. Things have a way of working out though and this will work out as well.
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
HOME SWEET HOME
Finally the journey is over and I am back again. They say that life is a circle and I have come full turn. I will expound more but for now I just want you all to know that I am safe and well back in the arms of my lover and wife Tara, and my children have their father back again.
All of you Take care and come check up on me again soon.
Sgt Zachary Scott-Singley
All of you Take care and come check up on me again soon.
Sgt Zachary Scott-Singley
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
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
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
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...
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...
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