Rewind

Rewind a few months back *ok like 18 months*, that is when my brother joined the marines. (please see "Little Brother"). It seems like such a short time ago. Now he is deploying for the first time. It brings so many thoughts into my head. I pretend like they arent there. Like everything will be ok. That he will be fine. but realy I fear that something will happen to him. I fear him not returning. I fear so many things. He is my baby brother. I want to keep him safe. I worry that I may have seen him for the last time. I'm proud of my brother. It takes a different type of man to do what he is doing. It takes strength, courage, and bravery to face things no one wants to. To run in when everyone is running out. I will never be for war. But I will always support our troops. They are just doing their job. They are doing what they are told. Now my brother is doing the same. He is doing as he is told (amazing, I know). I just pray that these "men" in power keep him safe