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Beloved LEGS.....
...finally...after 7 days.....we speak.....
....you sent me a message asking me to talk.....
........My heart sank.....
.......first thing in the morning and this is how my day starts?!
I was 30 minutes from home, and walking into CrossFit. In a flash, I was angry, frustrated and on the brink of tears. I just want to speak with you, but I am not in a position to stop what I am doing in order for that to happen. Then you tell me you are sick, and not flying, that someone else is flying for you.....now I feel even more desperate to find out exactly what is going on with you.....but I can't.....
....You assure me that you will be around. Tunnel vision ensues, who knows what speed limits were broken, what people were saying to me, or what I forgot to buy at the store.....all I could think about was getting home to see your face and hear your voice.....
....before the picture became clear I heard your voice. You sound like death. I feel so bad that you are there and I am not there and you are so sick.....the interrogation begins, what's wrong?, did you go to the doctor? What did they say? Did they give you medicine? What medicine did they give you?
....imagine my frustration that you have not slept well, and all they gave you was some nasal spray.....I want to run out and buy you everything you will need to feel better, but they are stopping the mail for the elections in Afghanistan and even so.....the supplies won't reach you for a week.....you blow your nose for the 100th time in five minutes.....
....my aggravation and anger boils....that I can do NOTHING, to better your situation.....
.....the powerlessness I feel hits me like a mack truck bouncing me back on my rear end and I sit staring in dismay at your ill looking face, seeing your misery, thinking about what a shit hole place you are in, without basic medicine to comfort you.....and I realize that I must accept it.....I have to accept that I cannot help you.....my helpfulness is helpless.....
....Just another day in the life of unlikely military wife.....**
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