My husband is stationed down in that mess. Of course he hasn’t called or messaged us to let us know he’s okay. As usual he would rather test me to see if I care. See if I will hunt him down and ask. Because anxiety. Because panic. Because worry. But I know the Army has their shit together and he’s with them. Just once I would like for him to not play bullshit games. I’m not making that phone call. And I’ll do my damnedest to keep my worries to myself and not let it spill over to the boys. Not even sure they know where this hurricane is hitting.