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July 1, 2005

Thank you to our troops and their families

From Alesia, from sunny Florida

We’re doing a little holiday weekend thing (plus I’m frantically revising), so for the July 4th weekend (sorry, Michelle! ), I wanted to say thank you to our troops. No matter your political leanings, please take a moment to say thank you to the men and women serving our country, and to their families, who are also serving, in their own way.

For my HUGE THANK YOU, I’m posting a little excerpt from my non-fiction book – it’s about what it’s like to be military family when your spouse is at war. To military families, my thoughts and prayers are with you for a swift end to war and a safe return for all of you.
Hugs,
Alesia

E-MAIL TO THE FRONT: One Wife’s Correspondence with her Husband Overseas
Copyright 2003 by Alesia Holliday

Chapter 36
CNN Breaking News Usually Sucks

January 2002
To: Alesia
CNN BREAKING NEWS BULLETIN
U.S. plane down in Indian Ocean. No details available.

To: Judd
From: Alesia
Subject: Today I thought you died.

For an hour today, I didn’t know if your plane had gone
down in the ocean.

For an hour, I frantically searched the Internet for
further news of who/what/when.

For an hour, I alternated between praying and crying –
between hope and despair.

For an hour, I wondered how to tell Connor and Lauren that
Daddy was never coming home.

For an hour, I regretted every harsh word we’ve ever spoken
to each other, and wanted to yell at you for leaving me.

For an hour, I wanted to hold you, kiss you, and punch you
in the nose for putting me through this.

For an hour today, I watched my world crumple.

I love you so much, and I’m so glad you’re safe. If you
die, I’m going to kill you. Don’t ever put me through another
hour like this one.
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We have the unique privilege these days of being able to see news events live. This is a
privilege that, some days, I’d be glad to live without. When you turn on the television or get a
breaking news bulletin beamed to your wireless e-mail, you can instantly learn that a plane has
gone down, or that a member of the U.S. military has died. But it takes a lot longer to find out
which plane has gone down. Or who has died.

That space in between – the black and terrifying limbo until more details emerge – is the
cruelest hurt inflicted on military spouses. First, the feeling like I’ve been gut-punched. What
plane? I know he was headed for patrols over the Indian Ocean. Is he there now? What plane
was it? Why don’t they give us all the news instead of doling out these flashes?Then, searching the ‘net like a madwoman. CNN, the New York Times, somebody
somewhere has to know what plane it is.

Next, the phone calls begin. All the friends and family who know that he might be out
there. That it might be his plane. Is he OK? Is it Judd’s plane? Where’s Judd? What’s going
on? What plane was it?

As though they believe I have a secret satellite link or psychic connection to the
information even CNN doesn’t yet know. It gets harder and harder to stay calm on the phone.
A hurried trip to the bathroom. I’m either going to cry or vomit, and I don’t want my
colleagues to see either. He might be dead. What would we do without him? What do I tell my
kids? Splash water on my face and go back to the computer to search for any new word.

Then, finally, the knowledge starts to trickle in. CNN breaks some more news. The CO
gets a message to his wife, or to the squadron/spouse liaison, and the e-mail chain is activated.

It’s not Judd’s plane. It was another plane. The Search and Rescue team picked the crew up,
safe and unharmed. A fervent prayer of thanks for my family, and for the families of the crew
members who were in that downed plane.

Back to work. Phone calls have to be returned. Documents have to be reviewed.
Nobody knows that I just lived through an eternity in the space of an hour.
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Posted by Alesia at 10:37 AM | Comments (4)

Comments

Posted by: Shannon McKelden at July 2, 2005 12:03 AM

Posted by: Amy K at July 2, 2005 12:31 AM

Posted by: Alesia Holliday at July 2, 2005 12:52 AM

Posted by: Teresa at July 2, 2005 6:55 AM