Well, today my brother who is about a year younger than me left this morning on a mission. He will be spending 2 months about 50 miles south of me, then leaving for Denmark in April. Today was the last time I will see him until early 2007. I just feel bad because I didn't go to any of his farewell parties or anything. I either forgot or was simply too busy with work to make it. He has been pretty cool to me since a few years ago when we started getting into fights less and we got along quite well. I just don't know how to cope with him being gone for such a long time. He only gets to use the phone a few times a year to call home. Other than thatI can only write letters back and forth with him. I never thought I was as attached to him as I now know I was. He's only been gone for a day and I'm starting to miss him already.