Basic Training Letter #4

Dear Nicki,

Man, today was another bullshit day. I’m starting to wonder if I, too, am in basic. It is 2100 and I just got home. All I want to do is crawl in bed and pass the fuck out.

But I made a promise to beautiful Nicki that I would write her every day. So dammit, that’s exactly what I’m going to do!

I hope you’re doing well NIcki. Let me know if you want me to smuggle you snacks. Or anything. For you — It is too easy.

Are you homesick? I am sure that you miss your friends and family. No worries, Nicki. The relationships in your life that are worth lasting will last. You will discover over time who your real friends are.

Hang in there NIcki. I pray for your strength every night before I go to bed.

Did I ever tell you that because of the army I am closer to God now than I was 6 years ago? It’s true. Everybody finds something to comfort them in times of trouble.

I’d have to say it all started when I randomly chose to read the book of Job. That fucker had it rough. But in the end — (Linkin Park) — he was richly rewarded.

I like to think that you too shall be richly rewarded, Nicki. But you must be willing to take the hits.

I believe you can handle it.
Take care, Nicki.

~Bruce