my brother

so my brother will be entering kuait soon. Sooner then I would like. Sooner then all of us would like. For those of you that dont know, my brother is a marine. He drives a hummer (a real one). He loves what he does. He chooses to do what he does. So the rest of us dont have to. I know that he is strong, and will be able to do his job well. He was made for this job. But I cant help to worry about him. I cant help but to find myself thinking of him all the time. I pray every day that he will be ok. That the things he sees and does wont huant him forever. I pray for his soon to be wife and the kids he will have. Mostly I pray that he will come home. He is a great man and deserves the most respect ever. I'm not saying that he is perfect (he is a naughty little shit, love you) but he is doing something that not alot of people could do. He and every other serviceman/woman are doing something great. Dont hate them because they are doing their job.