The last time I SMSed with my son, which seems years ago, but it was only 3 days ago, he warned me the batteries were almost depleted. I haven't heard from him since, but I know he is alright since the army is quite good about informing the family before the public knows anything. Still, my stomach is grieving me terribly, reminding me that while I may outwardly deny my fears inside, inside I worry. Could any mother do anything less? If there were something more I could do....but what?
I send messages that I know he isn't receiving so that when he finally turns on his phone there will be a sign from me that I've been talking to him all along. Okay, he knows that. He knows I love him and pray for him and all. But I want his skin to feel it, the bones in his head to feel it, every part of him to know how much I love him and how proud I am of him.
And how I can't wait to finally, safely, have him home.
Posted by Rachel Ann at August 10, 2006 07:32 AM | TrackBackEvery morning when hubby gets up, the internet goes on and he listens to the Israeli news. And always when we hear of the war, my thoughts go to you and your dear sons!! Praying all will be well with them!! We would love to put all politicians someplace together and maybe the rest of us could live in peace? Well the Prince of Peace will come one of these days and THEN all of this madness will come to a screeching halt!! Wish I could give you a big hug and bring over some food...aside from prayers, is there much else we "little people" in the world can do? I am sorry...so sorry that you are going through this horrible time, but we know that HaShem sees and knows too and cares way more than us mortals can!!
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