Since September 11, I've had a handful of war dreams. Sometimes I'm a soldier, sometimes I'm a civilian, and last night I was a frightened wife being escorted through a battle by her husband's soldiers. Whenever I have one of these dreams, I jolt awake in a panic. It always takes me a while to calm down enough to go back to sleep. I can't help but wonder how real soldiers are affected by these dreams: I dream of a war I've never been in; they dream of real situations they've faced. I hope their dreams don't haunt them like mine do...but I think that's too much to hope for.
Posted by Sarah at February 5, 2006 08:21 AM | TrackBackHa! Most of my dreams have been of dumb things. One of my more common ones was forgetting the words to Psalm 23 as we entered An Najaf.
Posted by: R1 at February 6, 2006 12:36 AMSarah,
I once had a "war" dream too. I still remember that it was the revolutionary war and I was a nurse or something in it...it was so strange to have a dream about that!
Posted by: Stephanie at February 6, 2006 09:39 AM