The day no-one wanted to come.

Today has been a hard day. For Hannah, its been even harder. Tonight I witnessed 2 amazing people go off to war in Iraq. Its weird because a 2 months ago I had never spoken to these people before and in that short time I feel like I gained two brothers. I wish I had known them longer, but it was still hard to let go tonight as their names were called and they walked out the gym doors to a bus that would take them to a plane that would then take them half way around the world for a year of heat, fear, and danger. No one wants to willingly let people they care about walk into a dangerous situation, but duty called and they were both brave enough to be part of the cause. I didn't cry on the way to the gym on base where everyone shared their final moments with their soldiers. I didn't even cry when I hugged them. But as both of their names were called and they walked out the doors it started, and didn't stop until about ten minutes later. I cried for them because they were my friends and even though I haven't known them that long, I was scared for them and wanted them to be safe, but I feel worse for Hannah, because on top of all that, they were her rock in El Paso.  She came here with no one and gained life long friends. These guys were great enough to take her and make her one of them and she found her place here. I know when I tell her "I can't believe I can't see them for a year" or " I'm really going to miss them." she probably thinks "well, yeah right I was way closer with them then you were". And she's right, but I still care enough and I still want to continue being their friends because they are the coolest guys in life :p. They might think its weird that I care so much but I just want to be a good friend to good guys who are doing a great thing. I'll miss them already, and they will be in my prayers from now until I know they are safely back here.