A very dear friend of mine is leaving for Navy Basic Training tomorrow so a whole bunch of his friends and family had a going-away/birthday party for him tonight. It was one of those sereal, happy/sad moments.  Now the whole night feels that way.  I'm happy for him because he's finally getting to do what he's always wanted and he's thrilled. Sad because is his my friend of six years, high-school and part of college, and now he is going to war...and I'm scared to death for him.  It was sereal because the two previously mentioned things combined perfectly, on a perfect spring night. It was cool, sunny, and just a bit breezy.

I don't think...no, I know I've never felt I was going to miss someone this much after they left.  Except a family member dying. That's the only other time I've cried of anyone leaving. Weird feeling much? Yeah.

God Bless,
~Kj