I broke two of the most important deployment rules. I turned off the ringer on the home phone, and I kept my cell phone buried in the diaper bag. I missed three calls yesterday from Joel. So, for the last 18-hours, I've been checking my email constantly and walking around the house with the phone right next to me, just in case.
I've done this before, and it still feels awful. I always get an extreme amount of guilt when I miss his calls. But three calls equates to triple the guilt. I've emailed him apologizing a few times.
I have no idea when he'll get to the phone next or when he'll have access to a computer. So, right now, I'm just sitting here feeling really guilty.