Soooooooo...where to begin?
Today I received a package from my friend Cynthia (aka Tutu and/or C-note) who cracked me up by thinking of me while on her trip to California and sending me SIX t-shirts from Redondo Beach, LA, and Hollywood. You are such a trip, C. And thanks - as I have increased my workouts I am going through t-shirts like crazy and these will help a lot!!
I also got a package from my Dad - he went bananas on Bill O'Reilly's website and sent me two books, a t-shirt, and some shopping bags. Thanks, Dad! I promise I will read the books with an open mind, and even if I don't eventually switch over from the "dark side" your efforts will never be lost on me. I am always interested in learning more about all sides of the political conundrum.
My sister, Tracy, has been sending me cards on a regular basis and they really cheer me up - it is something we both have always loved to do (make each other laugh out loud with our Hallmark purchases). One of them had a story that Maris had concocted transcribed on the back, with a little plastic Christmas tree she had created with her little tiny plasticky ball joining contraption that she got over the holidays. It got me in the mood for a splendid holiday this December to come.
Meggers is closer and closer to being a Mama - the process has begun and even though she's not in labor just yet, we know it will be soon. It is ridiculously exciting.
So Kehinde is leaving early tomorrow morning. For those of you who know the back story on this, you know this is a very good thing. A very very good thing. Luckily still, AFPC was able to rally into action and get her replacement here this evening. They could not get military airflow for her, so they popped her on a commercial flight and Jason is picking her up at the airport tonight. This is SUCH good news for us because we were worried that she wouldn't be here until next week! So she will be spun up and hopefully fully functioning by mid-week and we should have a full staff again. :-)
It is so strange how immune you become to numbers and statistics when you are separated from the warzone, and how affected you become by those same numbers when you are so close. This morning when I woke up, I read on MSNBC that two US warriors were killed when militants fired rockets into Bagram Air Base in Afghanistan. Let me first say that this is scary because the perimeters of one of our bases was compromised, a base that has a HUGE military presence including many Air Force members (some of whom I know)...so this has many people startled in the military community, although it has been feared with the increase of attacks in Afghanistan. But anyway, so when I read this article I knew that these two warriors would be coming through Al Udeid on their way back to the states. And they are indeed here now. But the part that is even worse is that one of the members who perished was deployed with his wife (also military), and she travelled here with his remains. Basically, they shared a room at Bagram and while she was at work a rocket hit their room while he slept. Can you imagine? So the plane is on the ground now, and our squadron is working to ensure she is well taken care of while she is here. Tomorrow morning she will get on a plane back to her home station in Alabama, and he will continue on to Dover AFB in Delaware. So it has been a very sensitive day here. We have had two other transfers this week and the British had three, but every case is different. And this one has really struck the heartstrings of us all. While we on this base are strategically separated from the two war zones and are relatively physically safe ourselves, we cannot escape the mission and its consequences on a daily basis. Just another account of the reality of war from across the world.
If anybody is sending anything this way anytime soon, I could really use some Bandaid Blister Cushions - they come in a silver box. Can't get them here and use them frequently to get through PT sessions with these sucky tennie-pumps I have.
Okay, I'm outtie for now.
Love to all.
xo Kelly
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