I've been trying for several days to put into words our experience of watching our soldier leave. I can't. I decided to show pictures instead.
The day before he left. This soldier was exhausted emotionally and physically. He had to be exhausted to take a nap. He never napped as a child. Never. When I took this picture, I stood there for a few moments and just looked at this boy who is a man on the outside but will always be a little boy in my heart.
This was just a few moments before they lined up in formation. It was a sea of camo and civilian clothes, plus lots of Kleenex and American flags. If you get discouraged about your life, stand around a group of soldiers for awhile. They are people, just like you, with families and problems and dreams. And they are willing to defend not only their rights, but yours as well.
For some reason, I get to be the mom of three amazing young men. I have no idea why I am so blessed, but I am incredibly thankful.
There are two boys who are missing their big brother right now. And a big brother who is missing them.
You know that saying about good friends are always there for you, and REALLY good friends are the ones who help you hide the body? These two are REALLY good friends. Though there haven't been any bodies to hide, other than their own when one or the other set of parents was looking for them, these two are as close as can be. They have made me laugh so hard my sides hurt. They've made me cry a little, too.
This is the bird that took my boy away.
Before they circled around for one last flyby.