Coming Home
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Coming Home
It had been eleven months since I had last seen my family. I was deployed to Iraq, supporting the war on terrorism. How would my family receive me? Would they remember me and will I fit in again? It would be a struggle, but one that I been so long looking forward to. There are so many emotions and thoughts being tossed around in my head.
The journey home would be full of anxiety. I tried to remember what my children looked like as I flipped through the photos I had. I'm sure that they have changed quite a bit. The plane ride home was long and tiring...