Ain't he handsome?
This blog post has nothing to do with jewelry, chain maille or otherwise. It's been almost a month since I attended the boot camp graduation of my #5 son and I still get choked up when I think about it or see the over 100 pictures Hubby took. On Thursday, there was a Family Day event. After some speeches and a presentation, they set off a variety of colored smoke bombs at the edge of a woods. Through the smoke the graduates marched, to very moving patriotic music. No words can do justice to the sight. Whether or not one had a loved one in that group of soldiers, I dare anyone to not get at least a little misty eyed or feel a lump in their throat when viewing something like that. It was impressive, to say the least. I don't cry easily, but the closer they got, the more freely my tears fell. By the time they let us onto the field to meet up with our kin, I could barely see through the tears. Hubby got to him first but I will never forget seeing him for the first time, standing there in his uniform. I swear that he's never stood so tall and straight in his life.
We got to spend that whole day and the next with him. He had 2 buddies whose families were unable to attend the graduation, so they became our sons for those 2 days as well. What's 2 more when you already have 6? We loved every minute of those 2 days and the tears threatened again when we had to say goodbye. Our son is now in training in Arizona. He's going into military intelligence. It will be November or December before we see him again and then he will most likely be deployed overseas. I try very hard not to think about that too much.
Please keep all of our soldiers in your thoughts and prayers. Whether or not you agree with what is going on in the world, these men and women are risking their lives for our country and I'm proud and grateful for all of them.
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