Saturday, March 31, 2012
Oh my word you know how to give a girl a heart attack. What were you thinking calling me before the sun was up and telling me you “had an emergency”? My heart sank; I stopped breathing for a moment.
Honey, I love you but needing to know if your spare glasses are still in your dresser is NOT an emergency when you are calling from Afghanistan. A problem yes but not a emergency.
I am so glad you are okay. But, honestly if you ever call me before daylight again and pull a stunt like this it will not be enemy fire you have to worry about.
Labels: Letters to my Hero