Sunday, May 13, 2012

Chapter 2: One day at a time

I tell myself to breathe. Something you never normally think about doing, seeing as you are born doing it. But occasionally, I find myself fighting against my lungs for the will power to keep breathing.
It's 10:03, and still no word from Joe. It's such a trivial thing to worry about, but he was running late when he left 3 1/2 hours ago, and was planning on being right on time for his interview at 10:00, and I haven't heard from him since he left.
I glance at my phone again, check Facebook, take a bite of donut, stuff a spoonful of applesauce into Sariah, and continue to wait.
An ever constant theme in our lives, I think. Waiting for employers to get back after applications have been submitted, waiting for grad school applications to be submitted, waiting to hear if we got the job or not.
Waiting.
Luckily for me, 10:09 was not too far away and the sweet nectar technology has to offer in the form of text messaging saves my tormented soul (more like worried).

He was all right. What happened after the interview, or during- who knows. But we will take it one day at a time.

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