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Every month, Anna posts a countdown tribute to Ethan.  She looks through her life and finds something that corresponds to the number of months he has left on his mission.  I anxiously await this anniversary each month so that I can read what she posts!

One of my favorite posts so far comes from last August.  For those of you who don't know, Anna is studying viola at Juilliard.  Besides being an incredible person, she's an extremely talented musician.  Here was her post from that month:

Ten Fingers

Today, I'm grateful to have ten fingers, five on each hand.  What a blessing!

Without my ten fingers, I wouldn't be able to play my viola, or go about doing the daily life routine of things in an easy manner.  Simple tasks would become much more difficult, but I'm sure I could make it work.  The blessing of having all ten fingers is remarkable!




I'm also grateful that Ethan has faithfully, obediently served 14 months in Poland.  I know it most definitely hasn't been easy for him, but he's thrived through it.  Today marks 10 months left for him out in the field.  Another reason I'm grateful for having ten fingers is I can countdown the number of months on my hands now!

Here's to gratitude for ten fingers!

In December, Ethan hit his "six months left" mark, and she posted this:

Six Miles

After the Philly 1/2 marathon
The weather has been absolutely incredible this winter.  Incredible as in warm, sunny, and snow-less!!  I blame it on global warming.  This morning, I slipped on my running shoes, and headed out for a nice six mile run.  The weather was too gorgeous not to get out!

Today, Ethan has six months left in Poland.  Yes, you read that correctly.

Six months left.

Woah.

It's weird to wrap my mind around the fact that Ethan will actually be coming home!  That this mission won't last forever.  That I can actually call him up and talk to him on the phone.  That I can actually see him and be with him.  All in six months!  For now though, I'll keep supporting him while he's in Poland.

Here's to six miles!

Well, she recently closed down her blog, and I was so sad to not see the end of the countdown, so I wrote her and asked her what she would have written for his remaining five months.  Here's how she responded:

Five Hymns

On Sunday evening, I got together with a dear friend here in the city.  She made dinner at her apartment and then afterwards, I played on my viola 5 different hymns while she sang along.  The hymns really do hold a special place in my heart, and the entire evening was just a nice way to celebrate 5 months left.



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  1. AnonymousFebruary 3, 2012 at 11:13 AM

    Thanks for continuing on the countdown tribute!! It feels like yesterday that I was writing "Ten Fingers"! We are already down to FIVE months left.. 139 days to be exact!

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