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Ian wrote this today and I am reminded of a paticular song, "Living in your Letters", which we have both long valued over this past year of struggling. It makes me almost cry. I can't wait for that forever embrace I'll recieve when he comes home to me. Some things are worth waiting for.....
My journey continues...
I left Italy Yesterday, by way of Aviano Airbase in northern Italy. We took a commercial jet from Italy and have now come to rest in the former soviet union. The Plane touched down in the former Soviet Republic known as Kyrgistan (or something like that) quite funy really. When I think that when I was born this soil still belonged to the most dangerous adversary in our nations history it makes me think. Perhaps change is possiable, I don't know. We're waiting for transport and what not now. We'll be taking a military flight from here to Afghanistan, where things hopefully will not suck too much, though I do not have any particular hope. Right now I am on an air force air base, with all the air force amenities, such as hot showers, good food, and of course an internet cafe. It's quite hilarious. It looks all the world like a Starbucks in Nashua NH. Except for the Russian music playing in the background and the locals working in the cafe, As I write this I am enjoying a delectiable Cafe Mocha in the lounge. I am not sure what I expected but I don't think it was this.
Jessica, I love you baby, hope you get this. I don't have accsess to a phone, I will call when I get in country baby. I love you sweetie,
Missing you all,
Ian
~I have so much to be thankful for.....