disneyaddicted
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I don't want to be a downer on my PTR, I just want to post about life and not taking anything for granted.
I think I mentioned before that my brother lives in Texas, Kileen Texas, and he works as a civilian at Ft. Hood,
at eh Soldier Readiness center to beexact, his job is to get paper work together for soldiers being deployed to Iraq and Afghanistan. Things like next of kin and benificiary information is recorded, he doesn't make up the will but gets the paper work for that together.
He normally goes to lunch between 1 and 1:30pm he has an hour so he goes home to see his wife and baby. He left for lunch early yesterday. He was on his way back to base it was about 1:35 and the road was closed and a police car was sitting in the parking lot of his work place, so he left the truck to walk over and see if it was ok that he go in the building and where should he park his truck, he thought they were clearing the road for a few minutes because of a minor emergency, at that time he had no idea that there had been a shooting, the officer motioned for Matt to get in the car, as he was getting in his phone rang and it was one of his work buddies telling him not to come back to work because there had been a shooting and it wasn't secure. The officer drove Matt back to his truck and told him to leave immediatley. He was able to get off base before the lockdown, that is how close he was in time with the shooting, mere minutes.
This call came just a few minutes after I had hung up with DisneyDawn (Hi Dawn, it was nice talking to you)
Matt asked me if I had the T.V. on, I told him no, he said Good before you see anything on the news I just want you to know that I am safe, I wasn't even on base when it happened and then he told me the story, I guess it was still ongoing because at that time he had heard that only 7 people had been killed.
I feel so bad for all the families of the victims, and yet I feel so overjoyed that my brother was not one of them, I even feel guilty for how relieved I feel. I have spent the most part of the evening crying, I feel like I have taken so much for granted. I know that there had to be some divine intervention that my brother decided to take lunch early. Even though it was his building, it wasn't his section that the majority of the shooting happened, but still he doesn't know if anybody he knew has parished or been injured. And as he is telling me this I keep thinking, "But you are ok, you are fine, you are alive." I couldn't stop crying, I wanted to hug him so bad. My brother has always been there for me, I have cried on his shoulders so many times, he has held me up when I couldn't stand on my own anymore. He has stood infront of me to protect me from my ex. He's made me laugh when I thought all I could do was cry. He has been my voice of reason at times and my cheerleader when I was afraid. I always tell him I love him, but I don't think I ever told him just how much.
Life can be short, anything can happen, your life can change in seconds, I have always appreciated and loved my baby brother, I could have lost him today, but by some miracle I didn't, so I vow to never take my time with any of my loved ones for granted ever again. I vow that they will always know how much I love them, and how they have made a difference in my life.
I have the best siblings in the world. Thank God he gave them to me.
I think I mentioned before that my brother lives in Texas, Kileen Texas, and he works as a civilian at Ft. Hood,
at eh Soldier Readiness center to beexact, his job is to get paper work together for soldiers being deployed to Iraq and Afghanistan. Things like next of kin and benificiary information is recorded, he doesn't make up the will but gets the paper work for that together.
He normally goes to lunch between 1 and 1:30pm he has an hour so he goes home to see his wife and baby. He left for lunch early yesterday. He was on his way back to base it was about 1:35 and the road was closed and a police car was sitting in the parking lot of his work place, so he left the truck to walk over and see if it was ok that he go in the building and where should he park his truck, he thought they were clearing the road for a few minutes because of a minor emergency, at that time he had no idea that there had been a shooting, the officer motioned for Matt to get in the car, as he was getting in his phone rang and it was one of his work buddies telling him not to come back to work because there had been a shooting and it wasn't secure. The officer drove Matt back to his truck and told him to leave immediatley. He was able to get off base before the lockdown, that is how close he was in time with the shooting, mere minutes.
This call came just a few minutes after I had hung up with DisneyDawn (Hi Dawn, it was nice talking to you)
Matt asked me if I had the T.V. on, I told him no, he said Good before you see anything on the news I just want you to know that I am safe, I wasn't even on base when it happened and then he told me the story, I guess it was still ongoing because at that time he had heard that only 7 people had been killed.
I feel so bad for all the families of the victims, and yet I feel so overjoyed that my brother was not one of them, I even feel guilty for how relieved I feel. I have spent the most part of the evening crying, I feel like I have taken so much for granted. I know that there had to be some divine intervention that my brother decided to take lunch early. Even though it was his building, it wasn't his section that the majority of the shooting happened, but still he doesn't know if anybody he knew has parished or been injured. And as he is telling me this I keep thinking, "But you are ok, you are fine, you are alive." I couldn't stop crying, I wanted to hug him so bad. My brother has always been there for me, I have cried on his shoulders so many times, he has held me up when I couldn't stand on my own anymore. He has stood infront of me to protect me from my ex. He's made me laugh when I thought all I could do was cry. He has been my voice of reason at times and my cheerleader when I was afraid. I always tell him I love him, but I don't think I ever told him just how much.
Life can be short, anything can happen, your life can change in seconds, I have always appreciated and loved my baby brother, I could have lost him today, but by some miracle I didn't, so I vow to never take my time with any of my loved ones for granted ever again. I vow that they will always know how much I love them, and how they have made a difference in my life.

I have the best siblings in the world. Thank God he gave them to me.