It's been officially one week and still no phone call!

Darn it!

I have been walking around with my cell phone pretty much glued to my right hand, hoping that Heather will get the chance to call.  I really thought I might hear from her yesterday, but by 11 pm I was pretty sure that I wasn't going to.  I am sure she is ok, but a reassuring phone call sure would have been nice.

I did get a postcard from the Reception Battalion over the weekend.   It basically said that she had arrived safely at Ft. Leonard Wood and that she was going through in-processing, which would take 4 - 5 days.  The postcard was preprinted and I am sure that it is sent to all family members.  The postcard also gave instructions on how to get an emergency message to her, via the Red Cross Field Director on the base.  According to the postmark, the card was sent last Wednesday, Apr. 27th. 

I guess this is a good time to start writing  Heather some letters, since I can't verbalize my feelings to her.  Since writing down your feelings is supposed to be therapeutic, maybe it will bring me some much needed comfort until I can hear my daughter's voice again.