By now, I'm sure you have all heard about the horrible incident at Fort Hood yesterday.
The scary thing? That's where my brother (aka The Dude) is stationed.
And the shooter was a Psychiatrist.
Did I mention that Dude is a doctor?
Yeah, he worked in the same freaking building as this lunatic.
I managed to get a call through the lock-down and talk to him for a few seconds. He was cool, just busy trying to help out with the casualties.
And, of course, my thoughts and prayers are with the families of Soldiers lost. Losing Soldiers on our own soil is as horrifying as it gets. To see it done by one of our own is even more horrifying. God Bless you all.
I'm so grateful that my brother is well and especially grateful to my Sissy for hearing me vent about all sorts of nonsense in the wake of this tragedy. Thank you, God. Thank you, Sissy. Thank you, Dude for being there for the Soldiers.