Las Cruces, NM, at 0420 - Friday
In the same that we always want to expect the best and hope for the easiest lives possible, as I have mentioned before, we do not always endure such and often it can be the opposite. My circadian rhythm is completely disrupted from the 10,000-mile journey and travel back in time to the day before place of familiarity. I say familiarity, but with all of our household goods packed neatly away in storage in Devils Lake, North Dakota, the familiarity is from the family surrounding me.
Friends, I am unsure of a great many things in my life right now, but I am certain of these following truths. I love myself. I love my family. My son is incredibly beautiful and inspires me to greatness. I know that, while it will continue to not always be easy, living my life will always include the love of this four-year old boy. My intent here is not to be cryptic or aloof, rather only to share, albeit slowly and carefully, the experiences of my life as I endure the deployment, which I love, in Afghanistan, and all of the weird on wonderful hardships along the way, including when I am on R&R leave.
Las Cruces is a wonderfully peaceful town at 0420 in the morning. My brother's home overlooks the city from the east to the west. The lights of this American city shine as though a beacon in the night calling all lost souls to lay their weary heads down and relax. I am relaxing now.
143, Kaesen.
Good night and good day.
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