Sometimes time seems to fly by so fast. It seems like only yesterday I picked my brother up for his leave from Korea. 20 days went by so fast. It's so hard to take him him to the airport and say goodbye...we are so close. It's worse because my son has to tell him bye like 50 times and stay till the last possible minute, then he cries. It's hard not to cry when my baby is crying. I fight those tears back...I have to be strong for my son. I hate it that I only see my brother about 20-30 days out of the year.
