Saturday, 3 December 2011
Day 13 - phone home!
I've missed him today - I am used to him being away but we've always talked a lot on the phone - two or three times a day is pretty normal. He loves the phone, none of the usual male phone phobia - I've tried to explain how rare this is to his mum!
Now he gets a weekly 30 minute phone card and they're four and a half hours ahead - not much room for chatting.
So far his timing hasn't been great - ringing during tea is never good as the kids leave their food, leave the table and start swarming around me like locusts - is there ever a good time?! We've spent quite a lot of our allotted minutes talking about domestic admin, bills, banks etc - a little weird really but the mundane trudgery of life needs to be dealt with no matter where you are or what you're doing!! I can't possibly picture what life is like for him in Afghanistan - there is such a huge gulf between his reality and mine, best not to think about it too much. Talking about boring bills is safe and comforting for both of us I think.
Of course the children miss him too - I found a letter our six year old had written - 'dear dad, I rilly miss you. I love you to the moon and back agen' - just breaks your heart! The eldest hasn't said much yet, but I've found him in his younger brother's bed a few times which usually happens when he's anxious.
The other thing I'm noticing is because for swathes of time I don't see anyone over the age of 9, when I am let loose on an adult I just can't stop talking! Even the little voice in my head saying 'stopppp!! doesn't seem to work. A lovely friend took me out for a birthday lunch and I swear I didn't draw breath - my throat hurt when I got home. I am becoming one of those people you wouldn't want to get stuck in a corner with at a party - I need to get out more....