God is in Kuwait

My dad leaves for Navy duty in Kuwait, tomorrow, for 7 months. It is hard to seperate and distinguish my feelings in the midst of my first finals week in 4 years, my new marriage, my dad being unavailable to me for 7 months and my dad being on active duty on foreign soil for the first time in my life. I'm stressed. My relationship with my dad has been continuously improving and strengthening for the past few years and he is one of the people in my life whom I can always count on - and I rely on that assumption a lot. So even though I've been assured of his safety, and I really do trust him to God's hands above all things, 7 months is a long time to be apart and insecure and I'm. . . I got cut off. Tom came home and I always meet him at the door - and then he made dinner and hours have passed, actually, and I'm going to bed. But Dad is leaving tomorrow and he is at peace about it, and I am at peace about it, and we're together in God's hands. And God is good.