Update

We hear from Ross about every 2 days or so. These are the snippets we get: No shower yet; platoon leader made them shave, however; bad food resulting in food poisoning; extreme boredom; finally got mail and LOVED it; sick on candy and cookies; mortar fire every night.

I try to imagine it, but it seems like a movie in my mind. Very unreal and way too frightening. He says the mortar fire never hits anything because they are very bad shots! I'm thankful for that but I also know Ross downplays the danger to us!

One day, I got a call on my cell phone and didn't recognize the number but I answered it. ( I know those of you who call me and know I NEVER answer the first time must think it was unusual - it was.) It was a girl's voice and she just said, "Mom?" I answered, "yes?" even though I didn't recognize the voice or the number. She asked again, "Mom?" I said, "I am a Mom but I'm thinking I might not be YOUR Mom." Then she said, "Are you Ross's Mom?" "Yes" "Oh, he gave me his phone when he shipped out and your number is still in it and is similar to my Mom's number!" I told her she could call me anytime!!! Turns out her husband is in the army and Ross knew them from Alaska. She started to hang up but I was so hungry for any news I asked her if she had talked to Ross and she had a little. He had told us about an "incident" a few days previously but all he said about it was that no one was hurt and that it was a miracle so I asked if she knew what he was talking about. She said an enemy helicopter had landed in their base. That's all we know. She just said it was a shock because they were told they did not have to worry about air attacks because the enemy does not have any helicopters or airplanes. Evidently, now they do. Ross protects us from some of the details and that's really okay. I can only imagine what it was like in WWII and other wars without modern communication. I am so thankful for the internet. Keep praying - God is so faithful and we have placed all of our children in His hands. They are all under fire of one kind or another. Spiritual warfare rages. Jana