Apr 09, 2008 06:20
So, last night, i'm sitting in a meeting. It's halftime, i check my phone, because i thought i had heard it vibrate.
My parents had called and left a message. No big deal, right? They've been doing that for 20 years now.
But this time, my little brother is in Iraq. My heart sinks in to my stomach. My stomach falls even further. My head knows, 99.9%, that this is just a 'hello' call. The .01% big sister that's not sure is breathing harder, envisioning the worst, even for just a second.
For the record, he's fine, it was just a 'hey how you doing' phone call.
But that sucked. Now i'm beginning to know what it's like. I watched the Petraeus hearings for hours yesterday. Fuck. end the madness.