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Making my DAY, illegal FB style...

Friday, I was busy uploading photos onto Facebook and posting on the blog.  As I was toggling back and forth between the two sites, a chat message popped up on Facebook from Beata Gladun.  Sister Gladun is THE missionary mom in the Poland Warsaw mission.  She lives in Lublin where Ethan is currently serving, and she is kind enough to occasionally post pictures of him.  Kinder still, she makes sure that the missionaries always have a place to eat (a first for Ethan on his mission).  I've been grateful to have contact with her.

When the message popped up, I was surprised to see that it was in English.  Usually she writes in Polish and I use Google Translate for the translation.  As I started reading, I nearly fell out of my seat.  Here's the exact conversation:


    • So, just so you know, this is NOT your son writing you right now. BUT, if this WAS Your son wri9ting you, the only reason why he would be writing you right now would be because I need you to send a mug to the Gladuns that is from Pennsylvania. I don't know if you could find one in Philly or something, but it just needs to look touristy and have things from Pennsylvania on it. As the Gladuns say, there is no way that there will ever be another missionary from Pennsylvania here in Lublin. Your son has promised them for forever to ask you for one, but he always forgets whever he's on email.
  • Yesterday
    Beata Gładun
    • Your son loves you like nobody's business, just so you now!!!!!!
    • What?? What the heck?? Are you serious??
    • Oh my gosh, don't get off!!
    • I'll send the mug, if you just don't get off!
  • Yesterday
    Beata Gładun
    • know, not now. But I have to go right now, this is SO not allowed
    • This has just MADE MY FREAKING DAY!!!
  • Yesterday
    Beata Gładun
    • Gladuns and MIkolyski are feaking out behind me on the phone right now, by the way. It
    • I LOVE YOU!! Check out the pictures of Easter that I just posted! Please!!!
  • Yesterday
    Beata Gładun
    • ilarious
    • hilarious*
    • I love you, son! This is so AWESOME!!! I'll find a mug.
  • Yesterday
    Beata Gładun
    • Yeah, I saw those and I just about died. Literally. I FREAKED out when I saw the beautiful pictures of Anna and the Gladuns
    • girls*. Sorry, my mind is a LITTLE scattered right now
    • She is so beautiful! We took like 150 photos in the 25 mph PA winds (I HATE PA, by the way), and we got like seven that are good.
    • Scattered? On FB? I can't imagine why!
    • Yes, Glo even took a picture of ME!! And it looks okay! Oh my gosh, I've been posting nonstop for the last two days--I'll send it all onto you!
  • Yesterday
    Beata Gładun
    • Oh, and I'm flying into Traverse City, MI on July 11th. I told the office today. THAT was a little weird, let me tell you.
    • Why? because it's TC, or because you're flying home?
  • Yesterday
    Beata Gładun
    • Yeah, they all look great! I liked the picture of oyu. Becuase I'm close enough that they are buying my tickets.
    • Okay, I really have to go now. We have to head home. I love you like nobody's business.
    • Oh my gosh, we can't wait. And honestly, if you want to come home on June 22, to TC, we don't care. You don't need a job. I LOVE YOU!!!!
  • Yesterday
    Beata Gładun
    • love you!
    • This has MADE MY DAY!!!


As you can figure out, Ethan had gotten on the computer.  I'm guessing this is how it went down.  Sister Gladun was on Facebook and saw the pictures I was posting.  Ethan happened to be there at her home, and she asked if he had asked me to send her a mug yet.  When he sheepishly responded "no", she said, "Sit down right now and ask your mother!"

At a time when I was feeling really down about Ethan still being gone (and now staying in Poland for three weeks longer), and I'm dreading the thought of Mark leaving, this reminded me that my boys are still my boys.  The time will come again when they will be chatting with me on FB, or calling me, and the mission is such a short time in the grand scheme of things.  I don't care what anyone says--for me, this message was a tender mercy from the Lord.  And it made my DAY!!



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  1. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL!!!! Even I can hear the Ethan in that writing(: What a good missionary! Can't wait to see him soon!!!!!

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  2. I'm happy Mommy could communicate with Ethan and that he could let her know he loves her!

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  3. YAY!! Gotta love illegal FB conversations with the missionary. ;)

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