Kandahar Airfield at 1000 - Wednesday
It is late Tuesday night back home as I write this post. I have not eaten since early lunch yesterday and feel a little appetite returning. My life has been shaken significantly in the last 10 days, so my flight that leaves here in less than five hours is looking all the more appealing. I suppose it will feel similarly to when I arrived and flew over the war zone we call Afghanistan. My emotions are on extra-high overload today for some reason.
I Skyped with Kaesen, my dad, Viviane, and Kimberly earlier. They all looked well. Kaesen seems genuinely excited to see his daddy after having been apart for over four months straight. He is my little bud for sure and that can never be ripped away from me. Everything else in life is workable, changeable, doable, survivable, and certainly not without memorable experiences along the way.
I will be home from Thursday, 8 September through Sunday 25 September, and enjoying the Las Cruces weather with family and, hopefully, sipping on a few cold beers.
Cheers, y'all.
143, Kaesen.
Good night and good day.
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