Dodging a Bullet
I can't tell you how happy it makes me to be able to call this post "Dodging a Bullet." Normally, I am not a very literal person. But today I will make the exception. My dear Chief had been on a very short list of people (eleven to be specific) who would possibly be going to Iraq. He would have been stateside for a 100 or so days, then be on land in Iraq for nearly 200 days. I am so glad to announce that we found out just a few hours ago that he will NOT have to go. He was in the Middle East a few years ago. But that time he was able to sit 13 miles off shore. This time he would have been smack in the middle of the country.
I do not mean to sound un-supportive of the men and women already serving overseas. Whether or not you support the war or the President. I find it critical that people support the troops. (Which I do) Because they are there doing their job, I can sit here and do mine in little fear for my safety. But I am also selfish enough to want my dear Chiefy here with me. Can I be supportive and selfish at the same time?