Dear Mac

I'm currently watching The Hurt Locker. Well sort of, since I'm blogging too. All I can think about while watching is Mac. Knowing he's in an environment like this movie just makes it more of a reality. It's sad how things only affect us or makes us realize things when it's more personal. It's understandable, of course. But, for us to only comprehend something or understand it more when it only applies to us irks me. I'd love to be able to have something be understood and feel it, without it having to be personal. However, that's not how we're wired.

One of the characters, James, reminds me a lot of you. The "I don't give a shit" attitude is completely you (well not completely). James has no fear of dying. Sometimes, I think that is the only way to live. Without fear. You completely have no inhibitions of the "what if" questions. You could take in the beauty of the situation without the nagging tug of fear. What an incredible way to live.

Mac, if you ever read this I hope you realize how proud I am of you. You are an incredible person, and I'm so blessed to have you in my life. I pray for your safety. I can't wait for you to come home.

All my love and prayers go to you Mac. I miss you more than words can say.


Simple Believer.