Hardest Goodbye
December 26, 2007
In case you were looking for a good airport to have a total emotional meltdown in, I can assure you that Chicago’s Midway Airport is not a good choice. This evening I was totally the “crying airport girl” who I have seen so many times in my travels. I always wonder what must have upset her to the point where she really doesn’t care who is staring at her. But now I understand at least one reason for an airport meltdown, because today I bid my youngest brother farewell. His name is Andrew, and he is bound for Iraq as a Marine Corps. sniper. It’s really surreal to send your brother off to war, especially a brother whose status of “baby of the family” warranted him victim to countless swirlies, indian burns, nuggies and countless other acts of trickery in our childhood years. And now, there he goes…off to war. Off to see and do the unthinkable.
A lot of people don’t realize what these soldiers and military families are going through. The fear, the pain, the longing, the bills that pile up, the hard questions from their kids, the constant uncertainty of the military changing their orders. All these things are so hard, and especially so during the holidays. I know a lot of you who read this blog are so incredibly supportive of doing good in this world, and in the coming weeks I am going to try and organize some things we can do for Andrew’s battalion and their families. So stay tuned…
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