Here's to the red, white and blue

So. Jon leaves for basic in... Forty eight days. He has to report to the hotel for briefing on September 9th, so that will technically be the last day we see him for a while. He's going to Great Lakes, Michigan for basic and will be moving to Pensacola, Florida for his schooling. He'll be doing cryptology work. I don't remember the exact name for it, so I'll have to ask, but essentially, it's a pretty smarty pants and important job. Although, every job in the armed forces is important, so I'm not really sure how I could gauge how this one is more so than the others. Probably because my brother will be the one doing it. I'm not sure when any of his things end... I don't know when basic is over, I don't know when he'll graduate from school, I don't know where he'll be going after that. While I'm extremely proud of him, I've never been more scared for him in his life. It hasn't completely hit me yet what he's doing, but as I'm writing this out, it's starting to sink in. The nineth isn't going to be a fun day. I mean, I don't see Jon all the time now as it is since we don't live together, but I have the option to do so now. I won't have that in forty eight days. I can't just call him and tell him about something stupid that reminded me of him and made me laugh. He's in, so far, for a total of six years. One year is basic and school, the other five are stationed and possible active duty. Hopefully he'll take advantage of those thirty days a year he'll get to come home and visit. As much as I hate them, I'm already missing those rib-crushing hugs.