Dearest sister,
Today we received a phone call, the phone call every military family dreads. As I write this, you are laying in a military hospital, alone. According to the nurse you are on a lot of meds and too out of it to understand. At least you’re conscious, and will make a full recovery. I wish I could be there to hold your hand, and tell you everything will be okay. I never thought of what would happened if you were injured, it’s so hard not to be there with you, especially knowing how much you hate hospitals, especially when you’re the patient. I remember the first time we were in the hospital together. You were only about 4 and had fallen off something and gotten hurt. Mom and grandma thought you broke a bone so they took you to the hospital. We sat there holding hands until they called you to the back and mom went with you. A few short minutes later there was this burst through the doors, and a short little pale faced brunette was sprinting through the lobby of the hospital like her life depended on it. She had the most determined look on her face and was heading straight the for hospital doors. The look of fortitude on your face was incredible, but mid step a massive ER nurse/doctor swooped you up mid step, and hauled your butt back there. Later we came to find someone brought out a needle, so you kicked the nurse in the knee and booked it. HAHA.
Do you know where you were 10 minutes before that bomb was detonated? You were in your tent, playing xbox. Mom was bitching about how much it cost to ship to you a month ago, but you were so excited to be able to have a stable base, electricity, and something for entertainment. Well that power you were so excited about a month ago went off. I can see you now, you’re all pissed that your game cut out right in the middle; you may have even thrown the remote and done a little swearing before heading off to go see friends. When you’re less than 150 meters from your tent a massive car bomb was detonated, destroying your tent, and all belongings. You would be dead right now if the power hadn’t gone off, or that bomb had gone off 5 minutes before. So instead of praying for your swift recovery we would be planning a funeral. We are so blessed.
Right now, you are probably sleeping soundly and thankfully in no pain. Dad said it sounded like they were taking good care of you, even if you couldn’t really talk. I’m sure that’s just because of all the meds, so sleep. You get really funny when you’re on them. HAHA. Please call me when you can, since skype is not longer an option being that your computer is in a million different pieces right now. Hmm does apple have a warranty for that? If not they should.
Well my love get well soon and get back to work.
kidding, just kidding. I love you so much.
Love you always and forever,
A


