going home

The first one of us went home today. Shorty, who had just gone off-post to the mall with MarriedSista, Chica and myself.

Her aunt is dying of cancer. She's going home for the service. That's a very long plane ride that no one wants to take.

We feel like we're removed from life, but it just keeps on moving without us.

In the course of this class, in a mere four weeks, there have been three deaths and a birth.

FratBoy will go home and hold his new nephew. Shorty will stand watch at a loved one's deathbed. Medic will go visit a grave. I'll be visiting family, and not to play with little cousins.

Two days and a wake up.