On Saturday our family friend, my daughter's high school sweet heart and still best friend, will deploy to Iraq.
I can hardly imagine this kind young man facing the choices he will have to make, to live or let live, to kill or be killed. I fear for his safety. I fear for his well being. I fear for all our young men and women in this situation.
My fear wakes me up at night in tears. I grieve with all the parents, relatives, and friends who are living this reality.
My daughter can't speak about it, she can only go on each day distracting herself with her busy life.
She pleaded with him not to join the army, we had him speak to people who had served in other wars. He was determined. He's made his choice.
We support him in that choice, even as we do not support the reasons for this war. I always struggle with war, I always wish we humans could find alternatives to settle our disputes and power struggles.
Pray for Ryan.
Pray for all the young men and women in this war.
Pray for the Iraqi's whose lives are filled with violence and fear.
Pray for all of us in these uncertain times.
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