Day 34

I went to work this morning to work on shipment instead of going to floorset tonight. I know I shouldn't complain... At least I'm not trudging through muddy moon dust in Afghanistan.

I'm sure you're soaked and frozen solid. I hate that. I wish I could be there to cheer and warm you up. I have no doubt that rain soaks all of your spirits, too, not to mention takes out communication which makes it even harder to find a bright spot.

I do miss you, though, and I love you. Never forget that. Praying that you'll get a hot shower tonight and that communication will be back up so I can tell you goodnight.

I'm a little down tonight, but I'll be ok. Just worried about you. Love you, baby. I hope to talk to you very soon.

Hugs and kisses, soldier. Goodnight.