Sep 22 2008
Where did the time go?
My oldest child will leave for Iraq this week. I so vividly remember holding him as a baby…looking at that little face and imagining what he would grow to be. It seemed like so far away in the future. I can remember his sounds, his smells and his adorable little personality. Now I watch him wear his uniform proudly and tower over everyone in the room. He doesn’t cry anymore when he gets hurt. His once toothless smile sometimes includes a cigarette–much to my dismay! We have conversations about girls (gasp!) or the news or things that happened in his day and, once in a while, I’ll hear the occasional curse word come out of his mouth–He’s a Soldier–what can I expect?? He’s begun to have his own experiences separate from me. Even though, what’s funny is I can soooooo hear myself in him and the things he laughs about and thinks for some reason he has invented…!! LOL I know that there are parts of his life that I don’t know about and I hold my breath hoping that he is good and happy and safe. Every once in a while he’ll give me a hug or I’ll watch him sleeping and he still seems somehow small. I dream about this next stage of his life and realize how proud I am of all he has done so far and just how proud I will be when he comes home from Iraq……when he comes home!! Mama loves Son….Mama loves
I am so proud to be Hunter’s mom!
