Sorry for the depressing title. Didn't know what else to use. Feeling kinda guilty right now. Here I am floating around on my little cloud because of Ryan and I get a phone call from my little brother Travis. He is in Iraq. His stay over there has been extended. He will be there for another 9 months. He was due to come home for X-mas. We didn't want to tell our dad cause we wanted it to be a surprise to him to have T-Rav home for X-mas.
T-Rav is the brother that I am the closest to out of my 3 brothers. I miss him terribly. He doesn't have access to the net or the phone very often anymore. It sure was nice to hear his voice though. We talked for about 45 min. Then he had to go. He was telling me about some of the stuff going on over there and it horrifies me. Just want to be able to give my little bro a hug ya know.
I told him about Ryan. Before T-Rav left for the Army he hung out with the same group as me and has been out with Ryan alot. He is really happy for me. Got Ryans email addy and phone number from me so he can call him also. I think he is going to warn him to take care of his sis.
Anyway, dont take happiness for granted.