I miss you. Please come home soon so I can see your face and make sure you're okay. I don't like thinking that you could get hurt or shipped out to God knows where to fight a battle that should be over by now.
Come home alive. Please.
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So that's for him. Been thinking about him all this week, and I wanted to get this out there. He'll never read it, but it makes me feel better knowing that someone else is thinking about him too. And maybe even adding their prayers to mine?
This wasn't a very happy post. Or a very rant-ish one. But it could just be the most raw one I've written.
Later, my sweet readers.
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