My book, My Two Iraqi Patches, is a story about my sons informing me that they had been notified that they were being deployed to Iraq. I received the news from both of my sons on the same day, and the news was very disturbing to me. The shock of learning that both of them were being deployed devastated me so that my hair changed colors on the left side of my head and the right side of my head. When I passed by the mirror and saw the impact of the news of learning that they were being deployed, I said to myself, "I did not wake up with both sides of my hair having the gray tracks running down both side of my head." I began to write down often how I felt with what had happened to me, and I felt I had no one to talk to about what I was experiencing. I later learned in moving to West Palm Beach, Florida, that a doctor explained to me that my hair must have been the weakest part of my body, explaining that when people receive devastating news, the part of the body that is the weakest is usually the part of the body that handles the news the worst. For instance, if I had a weak heart, I probably would have suffered a heart attack. I don't think if I had not written about my experience, no one would have believed me. When I thought of a title for my work, the best name I could come up with was the name I chose for the book, My Two Iraqi Patches.