My Soldier
My son's flight was delayed and he didn't arrive at the airport until about 11:00pm, which means we didn't get home until after midnight. I'm SO TIRED.
It's incredible how BIG he is. My son has alwasy been built a lot like his mom - more-or-less a string bean. Suddenly he's out-growing his clothes. The broadness of his shoulders never ceases to amaze me. And when did he get to be four inches taller than I am?
Inside, he's still my teenage son. He's still enamored with video games, movies and admiring teenage girls. But on the outside, he's every bit a soldier.
I passed along all your kind words.
posted by WordWhiz at 5/26/2005
8 Comments:
God bless him WW
12:04 PM
Have a great weekend WW. And remember he will ALWAYS be your little boy.
12:13 PM
I am wishing for the best for your lad.
(Got you linked today, Whizzer.)
1:45 PM
Snake...I'm so touched!! You made my day!!! Really. You did!
"Whizzer"...I like that. It's like being given a "pet name" by a famous, celebrity blogger.
I'm so blessed!!!
2:26 PM
he's in our thoughts! we're proud of him.
8:34 PM
McG: I did mention those sentiments. He said, and I quote, "Hey, anytime I can get paid to sit around and play video games and work on computers, I'm all over it."
I think he's getting a wee bit complacent there in Oklahoma. But that's okay. I don't care if he's complacent, so long as he's someplace safe!!
8:39 PM
glad he got home safe! Have a great time with him!!!!!!!!!
9:26 AM
We always need good soldiers.
My step-brother is over seas where all the action is. It's frightening to think about it, but he keeps telling us that somebody has to keep people safe.
I admire everyone who can do just that.
God bless your son...and all of our troops.
11:44 AM
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