D Day
D is for Departure
Dexter and I said good-bye to Capt Mike this morning as he set off for his second tour in Afghanistan.
This tour will be a little different from the last one. I just realized what a silly word "tour" is. Contiki, this ain't. I think it will be more interesting for him, but it will also be a little bit more worrisome for me. I know that he is prepared and that he is surrounded by very competent, well-trained men and women, but it's still hard to say good-bye to someone knowing that they are going to one of the most dangerous places in the world, a place where they won't always be seen as friendly.
And so, the countdown has begun. In 96 days, we should be meeting up in Sydney, Australia, to begin our Down Under Adventure. I think that it will be a well-deserved break for us both, and that those 96 days can't go by fast enough. In the meantime, when I am not fantasizing about SCUBA diving in the Great Barrier Reef, I am going to try to keep myself and Dexter busy. There are many long walks in our future (at least, once the weather stops being so miserably hot...the poor little guy is really suffering in the 47 °C humidex). I will also be taking a French course through Algonquin College, and have joined a cardio class at the new martial arts gym downtown. I may even graduate to sparring if I get angsty enough. My hope is that I won't look like an albino manatee when we do finally get to the Reef.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I think I am going to engage in some daytime TV therapy.
Comments
You are right. He is prepared, well trained, extremely smart and competent, and all the men and women he are with are the same. That's not going to keep you from worrying, but it's something. We're all here wishing him a very uneventful tour, and a safe trip home at the end of it. 96 days and you'll be in Australia together! How exciting!
Posted by: heather at August 2, 2006 12:33 PM