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Lying in bed this morning, sleeping in, I heard my phone alert for a text message.  I figured it was my oldest daughter, because she usually text my about that time every morning to say "hi".  I reached for my glasses, and the phone, put my glasses on and opened the phone to see the text.  It wasn't from her, it was from my baby.  He let me know he was thinking about me.  A calm peace swept over my whole body as I realized that he was thinking of me and wanted me to know.  Some of the fears I have been having in the last few days, melted away.  I hope when I hear from him later that I will find even more comfort in our conversation.