Woe, is me...

With Mark living in another country most of the year, there are certain things I've come to rely on to get me through each day. I praise God for the brain he gave the person that created FaceTime. On my days off and Mark's afternoons, we spend a lot of time FaceTiming. Sundays and Mondays are usually our best days. Hours will go by on FaceTime. We aren't necessarily even talking the entire time. I carry Mark all around the house while I'm getting stuff done or cooking. Sometimes we'll be FaceTiming while he's on the phone with one of his buddies or we're watching movies. Lately, it's me showing him new tiny outfits for our baby, or my growing belly. I'll even try and show him her rolling around in my belly, but that's more difficult and is usually missed. My favourite is when we FaceTime going to sleep and then wake up FaceTiming. We both make breakfast and coffee and sit and chat together. It can be sad when you think about our life together these months on an iPad, but I am thankful. We are one, so really he's here with me every day even without the iPad. Without the iPads or phones we'd probably send love letters to each other every day. That would be romantic, but I am happy with these modern days.

Another thing I rely on to make this season go by, is watching Mark play. This was the point of my post in the first place. Every week, sometimes twice a week, I get to watch my husband play soccer on TV. I'm so proud of him and all that he does. This is one of my proudest moments each week. He starts every game, and plays every minute. It's why we are apart, and getting to see him play makes it worth it. Wednesday night, Mark went down with an injury. Seeing him get taken out by another player made me sick. I had to go hours without hearing from him. I read tweets about his speculated injury from the media and coach before I heard from Mark. "Bloom with an MCL tear...it's not looking good" was my least favourite. Obviously, my dramatic mind thinks the worst..thoughts of his season being over, someone else being brought in as a right back. It's a ruthless business. You miss one game and the guy that plays, plays well, can take your spot. Mark, the amazing and faithful man he is sent me a text that said "I'm okay my love, don't you worry. I'll call you when I can ok?" I'd like to say I am more distraught about this injury than Mark is. I probably am, but that's why Mark is so awesome. He rejoices in the Lord always...He doesn't worry or stress about anything. I know he is frustrated about being held back by an injury, but he doesn't dwell on it. He has already moved on and is focussing on getting healthy. I, on the other hand, am secretly plotting the death of the player that took him out. Mark now has to take 4-6 weeks off with this MCL injury. Unfortunately for me, this means 4-6 weeks of games that I don't get to watch him play in. My weekly ritual I rely on to get me through this soccer season is gone. Woe, is me.

You can watch the take out here. It's the second GIF.

An article on how unfortunate it is to the team that Mark is injured. TFC defender Bloom out 4-to-6 weeks

Some other fun things to watch of Mark are here and here.

If you missed this from the Meet Mr. Bloom post, it's a good watch as well.