I woke up this morning and saw that a riot occured in Kabul. Now, everytime there is a missile attack in Kabul, I send out a panicked email to my friends requesting that they report. The exchange often goes like this:
Me: Is everyone okay, please report?!
So imagine my sad surprise when it ended up being a 'real' problem? Friends evacuated, homes burned down...terrible. I'm thankful that my friends and family in Afg are okay.
I felt pangs of fear and I realize that this is how our loved ones in the U.S. feel when they read the news about Afghanistan.
Feeling guilty and worried all at the same time.