This afternoon a sad little thought entered my head. It's been a whole week and a whole day since I've seen dear Gabe, and boy, do I miss him! I took a moment to devote completely to mourning his brotherly absence. Just then the ringing of the phone derailed my train of thought and interrupted my pity party... But who should it be but my soldier boy himself?
Ah, happiness! The same old Gabe on the other line just letting me know that he decided to go to the Bahamas instead of Fort Benning (yeah right). It did me so much good to hear his voice and know he's doing well since I've had a tendency this week to lose sleep just worrying about how he fares. He told me he loves and misses me too, and I'm hoping those last words will tide me over for what likely will be a month or so before I hear his voice again.