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In 2009, my Uncle Tom went to Afghanistan doing some kind of construction work for the military, and to keep himself from thinking and grieving over the passing of his wife a year or so before. He returned home in 2010, and said he was not going to go back due to how dangerous everything was.

And now tonight, just a few minute ago to be exact, my Aunt Marie, came over and gave me a little note that said he was coming to visit around February 2nd. Now the visit would be fun and happy, if it wasn't for the next little bit of the note, one word exactly, Afghanistan.

No one knows for sure what it means, his sudden trip and the Afghanistan hint, but I'm afraid it all means that he wanted to see us all again, before he goes back to a dangerous place.

2009, we worried over him coming back safely, and now we have a possibility of, in a sense, reliving 2009 again. I don't want to go through that again, and I'm pretty sure the rest of my family doesn't want to either.

Everyone likes my Uncle because he's really fun and an all out great guy to be around, and I know if something happened to him, we would all be devastated. Not just his kids, but everyone in the family as well.

So needless to say, this year may have me writing more in my journal than I ever intended to write. Not to mention the depression and god only knows what else I'll be feeling as well.

2011 started out to be a good year, and already it's falling apart.

I guess it's true to what they say, "love is the slowest form of suicide", because life seems to always come up with ways for it to shove you closer to the grave of broken hearts and grief.

Update.........

Well, due to the weather, my Uncle wasn't able to come visit, so now he will be heading straight to Afghanistan for a year. Leaving the rest of the family to worry whether he'll come home safe and sound or if we will be attending a funeral or memorial service.

Needless to say, life sucks.