sometimes i find it hard to articulate just how much i care when we sit together in the cold dark of the late night on our drive home. how incredibly proud, and scared, and much i love your friendship.

in the cold winter evenings that we share together i find hope in your strong presence. i'll grab onto each moment and savor them, because your boyish fun will be in another country soon.

you are doing what you want to do, and for that i admire you. you have bravery beyond your silly grin, and a strong heart. and i am so incredibly proud of you, in all of your bravery, and devotion. and sometimes it is hard to tell you these things, because i don't want to embarrass you.

so be good, brave soldier. and come home soon. life just wont be the same with you gone.

you will always have a home here... right in our hearts, in our homes, with us the whole crew.