-Up a million times (ok maybe 3) in the middle of the night.
-In my bed for comfort.
-Humidifier pumped up to
-Numerous cups of cold water.
6:30 came too fast. Add that with being out of work for a week and having to deal with work nobody would do while I was out and you have one annoyed person.
I had missed reading (a program where I read to a child once a week) program 3 weeks in a row and was determined not to disappoint my mentor (is that correct???).
I could just about cry because I forgot my gloves and scarf to go with my uniform and so I practically froze to death on the Metro because apparently the economy has forced them to say to hell with turning on the heat.
However, something made me stop as this man reached is hand with a white leather glove on it.
I originally thought he would ask for money or directions or tell me I'm pretty (ok, not that one) or something like that.
He surprised me thought. What he said to me made my heart melt, while I had heard it before he seemed sincere and I think he's the first person to ever really make me PROUD of what I do.
He said: "Young lady, I want to thank you. I want to thank you for what you do. Serving your country and protecting us is deserving of thanks and we don't do it enough, I don't do it enough. So thank you . For all that you do."
I gave him the biggest smile and thanked him and told him that he had made my day. While sometimes I think of my job as no different than any other, the truth is that, it is. I have been to war and could be sent back at anytime.
While I still don't feel like I "protect" my country and it's people, I do feel that the work I do helps to make our country a better one that will remain free.
Thanks strange man for stopping me. Thanks for helping me remember. Thanks for making my day.