My husband and I got to see our daughter for a couple of hours yesterday. This was our first visit since she was deployed from her Department of Defense job on an Air Force base to help with the Afghan Evacuees. Our daughter’s deployment was originally only supposed to be for 30 days, but this has now been extended to 90 days. Which means that “J” won’t be returning home again until December 31.
We met our daughter yesterday with a truck load of items that she will need to get through the cold winter months. She is living in an unheated tent, adjacent to the camp of approximately 15,000 Afghans that she is working with. This camp is located at high altitude, where the nights in November and December typically get very cold, often as low as 14 degrees Fahrenheit, which is -10 Celsius. BRRRR! We loaded her up with warm clothes, thermal underwear, thick socks, warm coats and bedding. We’re praying she now has enough to keep warm. We love her so much!
One of our daughter’s jobs is helping the Afghans learn some of the important differences between our two cultures. The evacuees come from a country where the bathroom habits are very different from ours. Many of them are afraid to use our toilets. So, what do you do when nature calls and there is no suitable plumbing?
This is a sign that was recently erected on the military base where our daughter is working with the evacuees. “J” took the picture with her cell phone. The company that made the sign does not have the ability to print in the Afghan languages. They are trying to find a sign manufacturer who can do this. In the meantime, “J” and her coworkers are teaching the evacuees what this sign means. Because, apparently, it is a big problem:
So much has been going on in my life lately, which is why I haven’t been posting or reading a lot of the blogs that I follow. I have so many things that I want to share with my blogging friends, but it has to wait, for now.
Please continue to pray for our daughter’s safety. Also, please say a prayer for my husband. He will be having a heart catheterization next Wednesday. I am trying not to panic about that. God’s got us, right? Right!
Sending love and ((HUGS)) to all of my precious readers. You really do mean so very much to me. ❤