Last fall, when my brother reported for active duty, my mom started having problems with insomnia. I couldn't commiserate too much.
Tuesday night I got the call about deaths in his unit.
Last night, neither one of us slept well. We talked about it today. We didn't talk about the growing sectarian conflicts in Iraq. I don't think it would help either of us sleep better tonight. We just understand what each other is thinking now without saying it, and we find that people who don't have someone in the military just don't understand.
I still maintain, if I had won Powerball, we would have quit our jobs and become fulltime political activists.
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