The wonderful person you see with me in these pictures (one of them has been edited because someone decided to flip off the camera) is my best friend ROSE. Rose and I were sorority sisters, and could have possibly been separated at birth. She is the other half of weirdness that makes me whole. She is my favorite person. We have so much fun together, and we never ever fight. In fact, we laugh so much that my cheeks literally hurt every time I talk to her.
Rose is currently serving in the Air Force in Turkey with her husband, Jon. They met in the Air Force ROTC. In the next 2-3 weeks, Rose will leave Jon and be stationed in Iraq. for 6 months. Needless to say, this is the worst news I've ever received from anyone in my life. And to make matters worse, Rose is scared. She has never been scared of ANYTHING in her life- she is tough-as-nails. She didn't even cry at her own wedding, for pete's sake!
Being the sentimental that I am, thinking about my sweet Rose being in Iraq brings tears to my eyes. As I write this I'm holding back sobs. I guess it's never hit home for me what this horrible war is doing to our country until my beloved friend has to be a part of it. I feel selfish for saying that, but it's the truth.
So everyday for the past month and a half, my heart breaks a little for my dear friend. It breaks because she is leaving her husband for 6 months. It breaks because she is going to be in an unsafe country doing who- knows -what for 6 months. It breaks because there is a chance she won't come back. It breaks because Rose doesn't deserve to have to do this. She doesn't want to do this. She's too good of a person, and I can't live without her.