Dad's in the hospital again. This time, he was found unconscious in his garage.

My nephew is struggling through July. He's apparantly becoming very quiet and secluded in his bedroom all day on the computer. My sister-in-law is doing everything she can for those kids right now.

I also got word today that the little brother of a friend of mine was wounded by an IED in Iraq. A man who used to chase his brother and me all around the neighborhood likely won't ever be able to walk again this side of Heaven. There are a million questions I am writing down to ask God one day. I joked to Kate once that I hope I'm the only one who dies on a given day, because I'm going to take a long time asking my questions.