Distance never separates two hearts that really care, for our memories span the miles and in seconds we are there. But whenever I start feeling sad, because I miss you, I remind myself how lucky I am to have someone so special to miss.
Please fire me. I work at a drugstore. I keep a coupon folder under my register and offer to use coupons whenever customers make purchases that I know I have coupons for. I live in a military town and figured this was a small way I could give back to service members who don’t make much. I’ve saved some customers as much as 50-75% on their purchases. Over the three years I’ve been doing this, I’ve received 26 calls to corporate by customers thanking me for doing this. I have not received any incentive or reward for doing this, but I do it because I want to.
Last week a regular customer, who I regularly apply coupons to her weekly purchases, came in and made a $12 purchase. I had no coupons for her items. She called corporate and complained because I did not offer her any coupons. I was counseled for an hour by my manager and also received a 20 minute lecture from my district manager, and am now under consideration for disciplinary review. I may lose my job for not having had any coupons to save this woman money on a $12 purchase.
I was also told to stop offering coupons to other customers because of this.
You don’t know but I’m the girl that drags herself out of bed every morning so that he will be proud of her when he comes home. I’m the girl who lies in bed longing for him to be lying next to me. I’m the girl who sits quietly in class because all I can think about is the next moment that he’ll be in my arms again. You don’t know, but I’m the girl with a million things to say, but none will come out without the thought of him. I’m the girl who checks my phone every five seconds just to make sure I haven’t missed his call. You tell me you know how I feel and that you understand what I’m going through; you have no idea. What you don’t realize is that I understand the true meaning of not only love, but of longing and anticipation. I am one of the girls who will make friends with complete strangers for only they can even begin to understand what I am going through. You don’t understand that I picture his face everywhere I go and that he is with me in everything I do. You tell me that you support the troops; I tell you, I’m in love with one.
My mother is one of the greatest people anyone could ever hope to meet. She is so kind, loving, and supportive of everything I’ve ever done and she continues to serve as an inspiration in my life. Unfortunately, my mother has a condition called Primary Progressive Multiple Sclerosis. Among the many ways MS affects my mother, the most obvious is her teeth.
Over the course of the 20 years she has had MS, my mother has had seizures. These seizures caused her to smash her teeth together, creating micro-cracks in her teeth. One by one, her teeth have crumbled apart due to the impact of her seizures. She has very few left in the front and no molars. Our health insurance, provided to us from the United States Armed Forces due to my father’s 20 years in the service, refuses to cover the cost of fixing her teeth.
My father served in Air Force for 20 years before retiring. During this time he served in the Gulf War, Bosnia, Somalia, Iraq, and Turkey. Yet the military has made it clear that they will not take care of us, despite originally promising to cover the cost of her surgery. They then ruled that my mother’s teeth were not caused by an injury or accident, so they won’t cover the procedure that will save her from constant mouth infections and terrible pain every time she eats. More than that, due to the infections caused by the shards of teeth still left in her mouth, she can not start revolutionary immuno-suppressant drugs for her MS because the infections could overwhelm her body and kill her.
They put our “out-of-pocket” costs at $17,000, more than two years of my college tuition. We are a family that lives on one income due to my mother’s inability to work with her MS, so this figure is out of our league.
Please help in any way that you can. Donate, or simply share this page to help get the word out. It means the world to me because my mother is my hero and I would love to get her a new lease on life.