Funny how a phone call can make my day!

  Yesterday I was having a really tough time.  Just really missing talking to Jeromey.  I know I'm not the only one missing him during his deployment, but sometimes I feel so alone.  I know I have family and friends for help and support through this, and you have all been wonderful!  But there is no one that can give me the pick me up on a bad day quite like Jeromey.  Those of you who have a spouse or significant other, you know what I mean.  No one gets you quite like they do, and no ones voice can make your day like their's can.  So while yes I have friends and family to call when I'm stressed or just down, it doesn't do the job.  Sometimes I just really need to hear from Jeromey.  Even if our time on the phone is limited, I take any second I can get!  With this being said, yesterday I was missing him and missing talking to him A LOT.  I received a phone call from Jeromey today.  The first one came this morning as I was on my way to get Austin ready for school.  It came from his cell phone he purchased over there.  The thing about these cell phones is he has no service where he is.  So he will find a spot with a little service but the quality of the call is crap, and usually the call is cut off pretty quickly.  This morning was no exception.The call this morning was a pleasant surprise, but the 1 minute and 29 seconds was not long enough at all.  Especially because his voice was distorted for 1/2 the call, and as I was saying "I can't understand you" he was trying to repeat what he was saying and all I heard was Charlie Brown's teacher saying "Wah Wah, Wah Wah Wah Wah".  Then a beep, and just like that we were disconnected.  Its such a disappointing feeling to want nothing more than to talk to my husband, get him on the line, and not hear a word he said only to be cut off not knowing when he will call again.  It definitely left me feeling sorry for myself.  I got Austin ready for school, dropped him off, and went home.  I had already planned on taking a nap after dropping Austin off, and with the mood I was in and the weather, I didn't feel like doing anything else.  I grabbed Jeromey's tshirt that still smells like him, curled up in bed and dozed off.  I woke up still feeling crabby and down.  I got ready for work, and headed up to Iowa City to run some errands.  Right before I got to the bank my phone rang, and sure enough I look and see its Jeromey calling.  I was so excited!  But this stupid touch screen phone, it didn't want to answer.  I started to panic thinking I was going to miss his call and I didnt know what to do but at the last second it finally did what I wanted it to and answered.  Finally!  A clearer connection and I could hear and understand him.  I'm kind of a crybaby, and once again my eyes filled with tears, just so happy to be able to talk to him and know we had at least a few minutes.  Most of the time our phone calls don't have a lot to them other than "I love you, I miss you" several times (of course you can never say it enough) and "how is everything", "good, you?", "good".  I try to think of anything important I have been wanting to tell him or ask him.  I would write stuff down, but if you know me, you know that the list would probably not be where I thought I left it, and by the time I found it our time on the phone would be up.  We did get disconnected after a few minutes and he had to call me back.  I didn't get too upset because I know that he can usually call back from the satellite phone, but I always hate to get my hopes up in case for some reason he can't call back.  We talked some more and he said I wouldn't be hearing from him for a couple days or up to a week.  I told him he should probably call his mom then, so he let me go so he could do that, and then he called back one last time.  He didn't have much time left at this point because of course he isn't the only one there who wants to call somebody and there were others waiting to use the phone.  So we said our goodbyes and hung up.  It did turn my mood around to hear from him.  It will tide me over for a day or two.  Then I will start to wonder when the next phone call will come again...but until then I will just try my best to hang in there!  My friend Emily gave me a magnet for my birthday that says "When you get to the end of your rope, tie a knot and swing"  So here I am swinging.  I'm sure in the days/weeks/months to come I will continue to find a little extra rope there at the end that I didn't realize I had...