All you can give.

I have a dear friend who lives in Florida. I've only known her for about four years and now I live in Vermont. But thanks to email and phones, our friendship has transcended the distance between us. We jokingly refer to our relationship as a mutual support group. She vents to me and I vent to her. But her last email left me depressed. Her oldest son is going to Afghanistan (sp?)March 10th. She's frightened, suffering a severe bout of anxiety. I tried to soothe her with kind words. But I can't truly experience her pain, as I can't the parents, spouses, children, friends of all those people sent before him. I've lost a child who died of a heart attack. Died in my arms. And I thought that was tragic. And yet the idea of losing a child to a war thousands of miles away has to be the most awful thing that could happen. At least John was with me. That's more than any parent could ask for.

Right now I'm asking for prayers. Not only for my friend's son, but for the thousands of men/women serving overseas. They need to know we are with them. And we can only deliver our emotions through prayer. So, no matter what nationality, religion or whatever you are, we all acknowledge one God. Please pray for our children.