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To me, it's a miracle. Miners: 33. Mine: 0.
But I live with a bunch of cynics: 'Oh, if it wasn't an election year, they would have let them die; it's all a publicity stunt. Why are you so into that?' That reminds of the guy who said: 'Why are you still crying?' a few days after 9/11.
So, it's fine. I'm okay with being called romantic, emotional and overly dramatic. Heck, if my old supervisor was able to get used to it, anyone can. Of course, she quit and went to divinity school...
...which brings me back to my miners. 33 up, 0 below. Praise for the strength to endure and to not kill each other (believe me, if I had been down there, I would eventually have gotten whacked, and it wouldn't have taken 69 days). When I was in Germany, the news were projecting November before they could get out, and I swore I would never be able to endure for that long. But they did, and they are sleeping in real beds tonight. Thanks be to God! If it was me down there, I would shake my fist at Him first and thank Him later, but the miners showed real faith, true courage and pure strength.
What gets me, are the rescue miners who volunteered to go down and ensure a smooth ascent. At least six of them took the long way down to help and I (with my panic issues) am thinking, WHAT THE HELL??? But okay, they did, and we are (let me say it again) at 33-zip. Now, if Chilean soccer could catch up, we'd be in business.
I don't often the watch the news. I wait for things to show up on peoples' facebook posts, and if they're good, I'll turn on CNN. Actually, I am watching the lovely Anderson Cooper right now. But I love things that smack my life into perspective. I have complained about my windowless office forever, but I have never been trapped without light for two months. I am disappointed about being single, but I have never been separated from my parents, loved ones or children with the sincere possibility that I may die before I see them again.
These men are an inspiration to me, and I don't care what the cynics say. This is a happy ending. After 69 days underground, including 33 days of drilling, 33 lives were saved. 33 families were reunited. And I have 33 more reasons (plus six rescue workers) to be happy.
I promise Motherland stories soon...Deb is bringing all the good pics with her on Monday :) And video of the freaking Ishtar Gate!!! I'd cry just thinking about it. But I have happy thoughts on my mind.
11:33 p.m. EST. The last rescue worker is safely above ground. We can all sleep soundly tonight.
<3
But I live with a bunch of cynics: 'Oh, if it wasn't an election year, they would have let them die; it's all a publicity stunt. Why are you so into that?' That reminds of the guy who said: 'Why are you still crying?' a few days after 9/11.
So, it's fine. I'm okay with being called romantic, emotional and overly dramatic. Heck, if my old supervisor was able to get used to it, anyone can. Of course, she quit and went to divinity school...
...which brings me back to my miners. 33 up, 0 below. Praise for the strength to endure and to not kill each other (believe me, if I had been down there, I would eventually have gotten whacked, and it wouldn't have taken 69 days). When I was in Germany, the news were projecting November before they could get out, and I swore I would never be able to endure for that long. But they did, and they are sleeping in real beds tonight. Thanks be to God! If it was me down there, I would shake my fist at Him first and thank Him later, but the miners showed real faith, true courage and pure strength.
What gets me, are the rescue miners who volunteered to go down and ensure a smooth ascent. At least six of them took the long way down to help and I (with my panic issues) am thinking, WHAT THE HELL??? But okay, they did, and we are (let me say it again) at 33-zip. Now, if Chilean soccer could catch up, we'd be in business.
I don't often the watch the news. I wait for things to show up on peoples' facebook posts, and if they're good, I'll turn on CNN. Actually, I am watching the lovely Anderson Cooper right now. But I love things that smack my life into perspective. I have complained about my windowless office forever, but I have never been trapped without light for two months. I am disappointed about being single, but I have never been separated from my parents, loved ones or children with the sincere possibility that I may die before I see them again.
These men are an inspiration to me, and I don't care what the cynics say. This is a happy ending. After 69 days underground, including 33 days of drilling, 33 lives were saved. 33 families were reunited. And I have 33 more reasons (plus six rescue workers) to be happy.
I promise Motherland stories soon...Deb is bringing all the good pics with her on Monday :) And video of the freaking Ishtar Gate!!! I'd cry just thinking about it. But I have happy thoughts on my mind.
11:33 p.m. EST. The last rescue worker is safely above ground. We can all sleep soundly tonight.
<3
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