She paces around the room anxiously as she waits for him to come home. He’s been gone for months, and she can stand the wait no longer. She throws out her hand and knocks over a chair. She stares at it for a moment, then reaches down to fix it. She lets out a slight sob and covers her face with her hands. As the tears roll down her cheeks, a thought unwillingly forms in her mind: This war is tearing families apart and ripping people’s lives to shreds.How many other women have had mental breakdowns like this? How many husbands, brothers, uncles, fathers, grandfathers, or cousins have offered their lives for our country only to lose their lives in a war that doesn’t need to be fought? Why are so many people being forced to go through this misery?

Save The Troops.