My family and I have been dreading this day for a while. My brother is being deployed for his first tour in Afghanistan. I felt so sick this morning. I've been praying for strength and peace to make it through today. On my way to meet my Dad, Kris, and Josh I called my pastor and prayed with him. I also called several of my prayer warrior friends and asked them to send up prayers on our behalf.
We had a good drive to Mobile. We stopped and ate at Waffle House. It was hard not to cry. We dropped him off and it was so sad. We watched him pack up some of his stuff. Then, we huddled around and prayed over him, said our good byes, and shed many tears.
There are simply no words to describe this.
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| Packing up |
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| Dad saying his good-byes. |
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