Don't really know what to say...

I've felt physically ill since last night. I wish it was something I ate. I realize that now that the election bullshit is over you are supposed to embrace the new President. All I can do is pray. Pray harder than I ever had in my entire life. Pray that I'm wrong about what this man is going to do to our Country. Pray that I'm wrong about what he is going to do to our military. Pray because, come January the fate of my husband and my family will be in that man's hands and I don't trust him. I don't trust him at all. I don't trust him with my husband's life. Come January, my husband will have to follow whatever orders come from him because he will be the Commander in Chief. I still don't trust him.

I have to wonder if the Generals on the ground will continue to lie to the new President as some of them have been lying to the current one about what has and hasn't been found. I have to wonder if in time the people who are the haters will come around and realize what a good President they had in George Bush. Sure, the man has made some mistakes, but you better pull up those big girl panties and hang on tight because sure as shit what's his face is going to make mistakes as well. They may be the President of the United States and they may be the Commander in Chief, but they are HUMAN also. And no matter what pedestal we try to put on the office, the position is and always has been filled by a human. Human's make mistake. There is no such thing as a perfect human being. It's only the fact that some mistakes are far worse than others. I will always believe that Afghanistan and Iraq BOTH have been just wars. Wars that I knew going in were in no way going to be over quickly. When the announcement was made, I was well prepared for at least 10 years in Iraq. In fact, I don't think we should ever totally leave Iraq. We didn't leave Japan after WWII, we still have operating bases there. There is no reason why we shouldn't do the same in Iraq. It would be the perfect place to have our military presence, if shit is going to go down in the world, it's going to be close to there, so we might as well be there. War is not an easy thing. I don't know what it is like to lose someone to the war. My husband has gone three times, two times as an EOD tech, don't tell me I don't know what it's like to worry. But, no, I don't know what it's like to actually lose someone. I do know that my husband believes in what he is doing, and he does it knowing all the risks, and he still loves his job and he still goes out there and does it every single day. I know that I support him and I pray every day that he stays safe and always comes home.

Well, I still feel sick to my stomach and what not. I don't know that things are going to be okay.

All I can say is, God save us all.