Yesterday was one of those days when a soldier says to
thank God I’m still here.
I was on a convoy headed on a mission, when 20 minutes later our
vehicle got hit with an I.E.D (improvised explosive device).
Yesterday was one of those days when a soldier says to himself “thank God I’m still here.”
I was on a convoy headed on a mission, when 20 minutes later our vehicle got hit with an I.E.D (improvised explosive device). You can say the I.E.D almost “derailed” us because the driver was swerving left to right trying to stay on the road and get us out of the “kill zone.”
Hours later after the incident I sat on a rock and realized what could of, but didn’t happen. I began to think of my fiance Kristy and our unborn child, of how hard it would of been on both of them. I thought of my mom, dad, and the rest of my family. It hurt even more to think of all the other soldiers who didn’t have the same chance I did.
A question sprang into my mind as I sat down. “Why them, and not me?” I’ve heard this line plenty of times in movies and such, but I never thought I’d be saying it. Until now I have not found an answer for that question. I’ll probably never know the answer. All I know is this: I will continue to fight for my country, and I will be a better man and soldier each day. Someone up there must like me, so in return I have to serve my people, because I know that is one way I can repay him for letting me live another day. A real morale booster that also keeps me going is the date September 2005 because that’s when my child will be born and I’ll be able to go on leave and be back in Gilroy, CA. U.S.A for two weeks. Until another time Gilroyans, take care and God bless you, us, and America.
Jorge Monroy, Gilroy soldier in Iraq