posted @ 05:31...

Well, I found out yesterday that I'm going to Iraq. I don't know exactly when I'm leaving. I don't know how long I'll be there, although at this point they're guessing a year. All I know is that I'm going. And I'll be missing the birth of my first child, probably by just a few days. I'll be away from my wife for the next year, but I'll also be missing the first year of my baby's life. The crazy thing is, I've got peace. Sure, I'm worried about my wife during labor. I'm worried that something will go wrong. I'm worried about her handling everything afterward by herself. Oh, and I guess there's a war going on in Iraq right now... But a war is the least of my fears.

But anyway, back to the peace I have. It can only be from God. Obviously, this is one of the hardest things that this new family will ever have to go through, but I'm not panicking. I'm not freaking out. I'm praying. If you're a person who prays, please do. If you're not, please send out some positive vibes or whatever. We could use 'em.