...with guilt...
Since I started my internship I have been terrible about keeping my cell phone charged. The building I work in saps the battery but I continue to leave it on, just in case. If I'm not at home, it doesn't get charged. This weekend I simply forgot to charge it and the battery went dead. During the time that it was off, a dear friend I haven't heard from in a long while called...
...from Iraq...
I feel just awful that I wasn't there when he wanted to talk to someone back home, some touch with normalcy, or worse...what if he needed some kind of comfort?
The only good part of the phone call was knowing he's ok. During his last deployment I was able to stay in touch via the internet. This time I have heard from him only twice. The last time he messaged and said the truck he had been riding in was part of an IED attack. The time between our communications has been so long that I find myself checking the casualty list for his name at least a couple times a week.
I can't even tell you ... I feel just terrible ...
Posted by Princess Cat at October 10, 2005 05:58 PM @ 05:58 PM in Ok, I'm Serious Here // Permalink | TrackBackit's ok. At least he knows you care enough to keep calling you. Keep that message until you get to hear from him again. I was like you when my DH was in the army, and I would eat myself up if I missed his calls.
Better yet, make it up to him by sending him a special care package with an "I'm sorry" note and his favorite candy or a good book.
Posted by: caltechgirl at October 10, 2005 07:16 PM