Now What?

My parents are in London. They aren't in their hotel room. They don't have cell phones. I can't get ahold of them. This morning there was a terrorist attack in London that has killed at least 33 people. They targeted busses and trains that my parents could have been riding, as they didn't rent a car. My brother and I left messages with the hotel clerk, and one with my dad's voicemail. We haven't heard anything back yet.

So now, I just sit and wait and try to stifle my imagination. There's nothing to worry about until there's absolutely something to worry about.

This is going to be a long day.

-j