FOB Smart at 1300 - Saturday
Kaesen was long since asleep when I spoke with his momma earlier this morning, which was Friday night there where they were at the time. She told me that my son had been eager to speak with me when they called, but I was out briefly and missed him. She told me that he is constantly informing her that he would like to speak with his daddy and that he intended to speak with me longer than the last time we spoke. This warms my soul. He is my special little son who means more to me every day I breathe.
The sun is out shining and sharing its warmth throughout the land here in Qalat. We have completed so many missions in my brief time here. It is nice to reflect back and realize the progress we have made in this time. We have much work left to be completed over the course of my remaining less-than six months.
It appears that many of my projects are finally resuming construction after what seemed an inordinate amount of time celebrating their Eid holiday. Who I am I to be dismayed for we enjoy a little time off every now and then just the same as our Afghan brethren. I am eager for the winter to arrive and blanket Zabul Province with snow and freezing rains. The landscape will be so green come spring.
143, Kaesen.
Good night and good day.
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