I never thought this would be so hard on me. Well, okay, I won’t lie, I knew it would. I’m easily the most emotional person I know, but I try and pretend I’m strong. I pretend pretty well most days. I don’t know, I didn’t think I could miss my brother this much. But I get his letters and I just cry as I read them, my little brother is out in the world and growing up and I can’t see him or even hear his voice except for the 2 second phone call. Already I can see that he has changed though, he talks about how he never understood before the dedication that people in the military have, and now he gets it. It’s just amazing to me that my bratty little brother is an adult, and serving his country. His last letter really broke me though. I cried and cried and cried after I read it. But I enjoy writing him letters and receiving them back. This will probably make us closer in the future but right now it’s tearing me apart that he’s two thousand miles away…. blahhhh..