I decided to do some inbox cleaning today, and I came across a bunch of emails between Nick and I from the last few times he was in Afghanistan.
There's nothing significant about any of these emails.
Most of them go as such:
"Hey baby. I made it to lthrnk. Getting settled in. got some meetings
and some training. I will call you asap. Gotta run. Tell Dannika I
miss her and love her. I love you guys."
or (you gotta read from the bottom up)
I am trying.
-----Original Message-----
From: me
Sent: Tuesday, January 24, 2012 09:31
To: hubby
Subject: Re: hey
Call me
------Original Message------
From: Hubby
To: me
Subject: RE: hey
Sent: Jan 23, 2012 21:00
How did the doctors appointment go baby?
-----Original Message-----
From: me
Sent: Tuesday, January 24, 2012 09:06
To: hubby
Subject: hey
call me when you get a chance. I am goin to bed now (its 830pm). Call me
tomorrow, k? I love you...want to talk to you.
Subject: RE: hey
Sent: Jan 23, 2012 21:00
How did the doctors appointment go baby?
-----Original Message-----
From: me
Sent: Tuesday, January 24, 2012 09:06
To: hubby
Subject: hey
call me when you get a chance. I am goin to bed now (its 830pm). Call me
tomorrow, k? I love you...want to talk to you.
I can't find it in myself to delete them.
I obviously saved and printed the long love letters he used to email me, but these short little notes that he used to email me is what I used to look forward to every day.
It gave me a sense of relief to know that he was OK and safe.
They hold memories of long lonely nights, the nights of crying myself to sleep, the stress of being a working, single mom, the days feeling sorry for my daughter...
They also hold memories of the fun mommy/daughter dates I got to have, the girls nights, the bonds and friendships I made with other women going through the same, and of course the countdowns to the homecomings.
So I guess they will remain in my inbox until the end of time.
I don't even want to make a separate folder for them.
I want them to stay right where they are...
in my inbox...
just like how I received them the first time.
These are my favorite memories. The ones of being reunited.
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