...the waiting is the hardest part.
That is where I am today. Waiting. I realized compared to most people who have been through this, my journey has been relatively short up to this point. It has in reality only been a little over a month, but it feels like a lifetime.
There have been phone calls made and messages left, not by me, no answer, no response. Tuwday I put a "certified letter" in the mail. It should be delivered today. I have been tracking it diligently. It was accepted in Rockford June 5 @ 2:13 pm. Went to the sort facility @ 7:16pm. Arrived in the destination city this morning @ 6:02. The next update I should get should tell me who signed for it. That is what I am waiting for.
If things go the way I would hope, I would know if it was delivered to the correct person, before the post office, sends me a copy of the signature.
I wish there is a way to see the reaction of the woman when she reads it. What must be going through her mind. "Finally" "oh my god" I cant believe" What do you think your reaction would be?
I have tried to have a 3rd party call, I called to speak with a priest in her town, they are all on retreat, I have written a letter, and now await a response.
I am taking a trip this weekend that puts me pretty close to her home. I have thought about just riding up to her dooorstep. What do you think? Is that too bold of a move? Is that too selfish of me? I kind of feel that it is.
In the meantime I just wait. Hoping to come to some sort of a conlusion in the next couple of days.
Thanks for taking the time and allowing me to share my story with you.
Paul Youngblood of 100.5 NTA-FM has been extremely helpful in getting me to this point I have posted an interview that I did with him earlier this week.