Come Home Soon.

He's out there somewhere. Far away. My dad. At this point, I am not sure when he will make it home. I am not sure he knows either. It's another one of those moments where we are reminded of how life's plans can change in the blink of an eye. I think we have all had to learn that together these past few weeks. One moment you might be on a helicopter in Afghanistan finally heading into the direction of home; and then the next moment you might find yourself in a slight detour through the desert, only to end up right back where you started: still far, far away from where you had hoped to go. Life is funny sometimes. Then it's not. Then it is again. So here I am saying a prayer for my dad and for every single human-being right now working towards the greater good of every kind; whether near or far, who might have had to take a slight detour from the direction they had intended to go. May they all find their way back home again soon- safe and healthy. Please let them know they are so very missed; but loved even more. Dear God, please get him home soon.