Today is great day because I am flying down to North Carolina to see my little brother come home from war. I couldn't be any happier. You never know the feeling of how war impacts until you have been in it or until you have a family member or close friend go away to fight for "freedom." I put Freedom in quatation marks because many of the wars we fight do not make sense, but by their orders, our family members have to go. It is a very tough time. I watch for seven months that dreadful look on my mother's face, the scare in her eyes everytime the phone rang; as much as my father pretended to be strong because that's what men are supposed to be, he was scared and missed his son. He and Jimbo would wrestle every time and their relationship was way better than my dad and I ever had. For me, Jimbo leaving for seven months was the longest time that we had every been separated, it was hard, but all one can do is hope.
I know this is only tour one, but just to have him back is a blessing and i just have to thank God, because of all the calls I received, none was about him being injured or dead. whew!!!
knight
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