Mood: Depressed

When ever things in good old Japan started to get unbearable, I just took a break and thought about my summer dream, coming back home on leave and having a good old time, recording my album, recording the other Chosen One solo albums, seeing my friends, seeing all the sights of Tacoma, just kicking back and enjoying myself.

It always brought a smile to my face, it always made the routine...the mundane repetitiveness more easier to endure.

But then I found out my mother was in the hospital, cancer in her uterus/ovaries they said. Apparently she almost died before I got home, but they saved her. My family called Red Cross, and Red Cross called my command and they sent me back to Tacoma for Emergency Leave.

So not only did my whole damn perception of reality nearly shutter when I heard this, but my dream also died as well when my Corporal told me that my leave plans in August weren't happening now.

I cried for the first time in ages, but now that I'm home, I'm being strong for my little sister. When I first saw her in the hospital....just....just by what I saw in her eyes....I knew things were miserable.

I sat with her for like forty-five minutes, and it seemed to help, when I came back today she looked ALOT better then the day before, and they were even talking about taking her out of ICU.

But then my stepfather.....mind you he is the only one who's talked to the doctor so I can't pass judgement yet. But the stuff he told me and the way his attitude was coming off....was like he didn't care, it....made me so angry.....I......I'm just.........hoping for a miracle right now.