I have been having anxious dreams every night for the past week and I am so tired. I wake up around 4:30 or 5:30 every morning and sleep fitfully until 7. This morning I read my "Wobblies!" sociology book until 8 and then got up to get the boys ready for the day. I need some good, deep sleep. I can tell my tiredness isn't just from lack of sleep however. It's too bone deep.
I found out today that a friend is being shipped out to Iraq a lot earlier than she expected. She found out a couple of months ago that she was going (she's in the reserves and I had hoped she wouldn't be called), but expected to leave toward the end of June. She is getting her orders in 1-2 days and will leave probably in a week. If so, she misses her oldest son's 5th B-day, which is on Mother's Day. I cry for her, for her sons, for her marriage, for the things she will miss, for the things she will have to experience. I hope that the war only separates this family for the year (yah, whatever, let's just be real and say 16 months) that she is supposed to be gone and that they can get one relatively well after she comes home (I don't dare think of the other option right now. I am too emotional already).
There are so many lives which have been lost and ruined because war and other situations similar though they may not be called a war. I have always felt badly for the struggles and hardships people have had because of decisions people with power have made, but this one is really hurting the most right now.