My brother called me tonight from Iraq. I'm sooo excited that I got to talk to him but it took everything in me to not cry on the phone with him and still maintain a normal sounding conversation.
I don't think it sounded normal at all.
It's hard for me to pick on him and tease him when he's over there. I couldn't even tell him one of the million stories that's happened lately, even about stupid stuff. Maybe it's because it feels so lame when he's over there.
He's going to call me back tomorrow night so I'm going to make a list of stuff to talk about and then practice so I don't sound like a blubbering robot.
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