It’s Iraq. It could be anything. I’m just incredibly worried and totally *not* built for this kind of… complete unawareness that he’s okay.
I’m leaving at 1pm for the Counting Crows concert. I’m excited, of course, but so much less so than I would be if I knew Kory was okay. I’m going to be checking my email on my phone all freaking night.
There are women online who go as long as 6-8 weeks with no word from their husband/boyfriend in Iraq. Kory is in communications, so I don’t think it would be that long, but of course I don’t know. I can’t fathom. I’m barely sleeping now from worry and it’s been 55 hours.