Oh so thankful, and oh so sad.

I was in the airport when someone said "That's just crazy about those mass shootings at Fort Hood..." And like any news story of the troops, particularly ones where I know my sister or brother-in-law could be involved, my skin got goosebumps. I found the first TV I could in the airport and caught the blaring headlines. Sara and Jeff have been at Fort Hood for awhile and I knew they were both busy working that day. I immediately called my sister's cell phone... she has one of those crazy numbers that plays music while the phone magically "finds my party..." and in those moments I was just sort of holding my breath and floating. When the phone clicked, the first thing she said was, "I'm OK. Jeff's OK." And then, I was OK too.

I have no words really. Only sadness for the many, many people who have been touched by this horrible senseless act. And such utter gratitude that Sara picked up the phone when I dialed. It breaks my heart to think of the 13 families who didn't get an answer when they dialed...