Test of Conviction

My father called me tonight while I was reviewing my Ethical Lawyering reading.  He said he missed me.  As sappy and dorky as my dad is, I love him.  He’s my best friend.

He also let me know something to give me time to “get used to the idea.”  Granted, he told me about the possibility of this happening a year ago, but it’s still hard to wrap my head around it.

My dad’s going to Iraq for a couple of months.  Don’t know exactly when or where, but he’s going.

I’m proud of him for doing what he feels is right.  But he’s still my daddy and I don’t want him to go.