2.5 Days

It’s been 2.5 days since I last heard from Kory. Our last IM was on late Sunday night/early Monday morning. His last words were “i love you” so I know it’s nothing personal. It could be anything — I’m told that there were reports of sandstorms near where he’s at so they may have knocked out the internet. Apparently sometimes the army pulls the internet for the entire post for a week to a month for rule breaking. If someone in Kory’s platoon dies, they go on communications blackout until the family is notified.

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.

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I'm Heather, a married mama of two teen girls, a stillborn baby girl (7/1/12), and a sweet and wild preschool girl (4/2/14). I've been blogging at The Destiny Manifest since 2001. I like to write about appreciating all of the beautiful little things that surround us, particularly in the face of grief, infant loss and mental health issues. Every day is an adventure!

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