|Current mood:|| anxious|
By some strange concidence my brother called a few minutes ago and told us he will be heading off for the Middle East for sure and said he had been training with arms. My heart sank. All this time I thought he was just a tank engineer but I guess if need be, they can turn them into frontline footsoldiers.
He called mom on her cell. I don't think she's aware he will be fighting. She still thinks he's just a tank mechanic. I'm not sure I want to tell her but she keeps asking me if he's just a mechanic or if he's actually fighting. "Email him and ask him to call us back to let us know," she keeps saying, even though I already know.