We had a hot dog lunch today for a woman that works out on the floor and she is deaf. She actually had one of her fingers cut off a long time ago at Saft and it is said because it is her pointer finger and you use all of your fingers when you communicate with sign language. So she had to have steel rods put in her fingers, not for sure why but she has been out of work. So some people got together and did a dinner for her. So I am trying not to get out to eat but it was for a good cause $4 a plate for 2 hot dogs with all the fixings, bag of chips and a desert. Wasn't bad either. So I come back to my desk, take a bite and my phone starts vibrating. Missed phone call, buy I have a voice mail. Mariano... AND I MISSED IT!!! I left my phone there and usually I carry it around just in case, but I was planning on calling him today at lunch so I didn't take it. So I started crying, and I thought please Lord don't let anyone come around me!!! No one did so he ended up calling back and I got up and went to a conference room where no one was around and just bawled. He was in good spirits though and was trying to comfort me but didn't help. But we were talking about how neither one of us never thought that it would drag out this long and Lord only knows how long it will be in the end.
But we got off on a good note and my hotdogs were good. The coleslaw was good and I usually fishy about those kind of things. So let's get up and get revived for revival tonight!!! I could just sit all day and listen to Bro Nathan talk. I love his accent. Sometimes he is kind of hard to understand but think of when our people go over there and what they go through. Especially if you are southern like we are!
Thursday, August 20, 2009
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I missed a call once while Buck was in Saudi. I had spent some time at a friends house who had small kids like me, letting them play and stuff. ( no cell phones in those days)
The red cross was donating 5 minutes to soldiers once in a blue moon. I never knew when he would get the chance to call.
When I got home, there was a message on the machine.
The operator said "Sir there is no one answering". He had to call collect in those days.
He said, "Mam, can I please just say something real quick?" "Sure, go ahead."
He said, "Teresa, it's me honey I'll try calling again when I can, I love you honey." He sounded so far away, of course he was.
I cried all night, loudly.
Word for word, I still remember it like it was yesterday.
It still makes me cry.
I don't think I left the house for weeks after that. Just to run to the store and back.
I feel your pain of separation. Greater than that, so does God. Hang in there. I pray for you all the time!
I am so thankful you both have the Lord, (and cell phones and email) :0)
I'm so sorry about that! I can't imagine how devastated you were. We still pray for you all though. All the time. Praying things wind down soon and Mariano comes home!!!!!!
If you need anything until then, let us know. You have handled things beautifully so far and I am so very, very proud of you. Love ya girl!!!!
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