Again.

Butch got a call on Saturday saying he's been given 30 days and then he has to report to some base in Alabama.

He's going BACK. He's been there once already, in 2004, I think. He hated it then and he hates it now. He keeps saying all these 'ifs'... "If I don't come back, do this..." It's driving me crazy.

You all know he's one of my best friends and like a father to me. I've cried a lot over this issue, knowing he'll be gone for at least 15 months, but I know it won't help. I've gotta be strong, as does he. Just please please pray that when he leaves us on July 13th that he comes home safe.

Just another note, I don't believe he is healthy enough to go back. He had a semi-heart attack two months ago, his blood pressure is ridiculous, he is diabetic and he is not in physical shape to go overseas. (About the "heart attack- he was in a motorcycle many years ago, and when he crashed, he tore all the muscles BETWEEN his ribs. They've healed, but two months ago, after some physical labor, they "dettached" again, and he thought he was having a heart attack because the pain was so bad. Doc said that this is likely to happen again at any time, with any amount of physical labor and there isn't much to do but wait it out.)

I just don't want him to go. Please let him come back safe. He's like a father to me. Ever since my dad has meet his girlfriend, Angie, I've lost the tight relationship we had. My dad always called me his best friend, but now he has Angie, and I've been put on the back burner. I think it's because I'm not used to sharing him. Even when my parents were married, my dad was always with me and he was my best friend. Now I have to share him with my stepmom and stepsisters and it's really hard for me. Therefore, I've started to cling to Butch, and this deployment hit me like a shockwave.

Let him come home safe.