I'd love to write in more detail about what's it has been like these past few days. About what it's like to be living so close to Libya. Have you seen a map? About what it was like going to sleep on Sunday night and listening to F-16s flying outside our window for hours knowing where they were headed. What a strange feeling. Going to our commissary and not being able to get normal things like yogurt and tortillas because they're out. They aren't use to supporting the increased number of people who have suddenly arrived. Driving home and seeing media cameras set up outside our little base.
We've been glued to the news. I wish I could share more but I'll just leave it at that for now. Things are definitely different around here.
On a much lighter note, things aren't completely different. Here are some pictures from the past few weeks. Nothing too exciting. Just pictures of the family.
