Please note that I will not put up with political garbage or crudeness in the comment section of this post. I’m personally proud of the choice that my friend has made, and for that reason alone I will delete comments degrading the military. Thank you for your understanding.
He’s sweet, funny, crazy, and an all around good natured guy. He’s around 5’8 with brunette hair and green eyes. Life never seems to phase him and by choice he’s been like a brother to me. You see we aren’t really related, but there is something special about this guy and this post has everything to do with him.
We met when he was 9 and I was 11, I didn’t understand then that my world was about to be turned on its head. Needless, to say it was. Since then we’ve laughed together, he’s pulled too many pranks to count, and yes I secretly enjoy defeating him at cards. In high school the topic of the military started to creep up. When you’re in high school you don’t think about it so seriously, sure if he wants to go into the Air Force or the Army fine that’s still three years away. The real truth is that’s not really a lot of time.
On June 29th he left for boot camp. I won’t see him for around six months. In retrospect I realize that there really was no way to prepare for this type of change, but the flood of emotions has been pretty crazy and did catch me by surprise. I’m just grateful that I spent as much time as I could with him last week, because the memories that I have are wonderful. I would not change anything in that regard.
I have struggled through the feelings of fear, joy (for him,) sadness, and pride for what he has decided to do. I really can’t even recall how many times I have prayed this week, because there really is no other way to deal with all of these feelings at once.
My greatest fear would have to be what could happen after boot camp, though. Everyone deals with loss differently, but how do you learn to except that you could lose your brother at any moment? I’m still working on that one and I’m guessing that you never really get use to the idea.
In contrast I am (thankfully) learning that God’s grace is present in each moment, and I’m slowly trying to trust Him more. I would have to say that the best part of this whole process is that I’m reminded of God’s goodness; God has truly blessed my life and this week His blessings have become more beautiful and visible to me, my best friend being there for me, sorting through old pictures, and in the sweet memories that He has brought to mind. Indeed, God’s presence has remainded my true comfort this week.
Today, is the 4th of July. Some people might say it is pretty ironic that I should have to say good bye to my brother this week; I now think that God had it planned this way to remind me of His faithfulness in the past and His presence in the future. So today as I celebrate the 4th my heart is filled with hope, because no matter what God wills for my hero’s future, I know that His grace will not depart from him.