Thank you ((Septembermorn))

I believe my Higher Power is the same God as yours. I appreciate your prayers.

Like all of you, I've had to deal with my share of burdens in life. I've never blamed God for this. It was my faith that got me through it all. When I look back, I can usually see the lessons learned. I don't see why the rest of my life would be any different. I figure if I'm left with something way beyond my comprehension, I'll just bring it up with the Big Guy when I cross over. God has to know by now I'm a brat. I'll say to him face to face "Hey, what was THAT all about?" I wonder what he'll say? I wonder if he wears a belt? I wonder how fast we can run in heaven?

I think what's most terrifying is the realization of what little control I have in this situation. I don't have a say on what will happen in the future - I can only make humble requests at this point.

After 24 years, I think I've learned my lesson. From Day 1, I've tried to avoid my son having to go through this. One day at the dinner table when he was in junior high, my husband suggested the military as an option. My son thought it was a pretty cool idea to go to boot camp, but that was it. He only liked the physical challenge, not the combat. He wasn't into fighting in the streets either because he was aware of the consequences. When my husband pushed the idea of joining the military, I became livid and told him ONLY if he could PROMISE me there would be no war. I have nothing against the training.

Lord knows I don't want to lose my son over there. But I also don't want to see him return with missing limbs or an empty look in his eyes. This is my humble request and prayer.

Once again, I appreciate your support and prayers.