I have not posted daily as I had originally intended. But life keeps me busy with jobs and creativity. I want to say that today I am grateful my son called from Marine Boot Camp. He has made it through the Crucible, no longer boy, but man and Marine. My heart holds so much pride, yet side by side with that pride is the fear that most moms would feel when their only child has chosen a Warrior’s career. One day at a time. Kahlil Gibran wrote something in The Prophet, that our children are not our own, but come through us, a gift to life itself. I can believe that. But as a mom, I got attached to this child, and I hope that wherever his life journey takes him, he will always come home again.
Dear Creator, you gave my son a calling, as you have given many mothers’ sons a calling… Daughters too are now becoming Marines. I have so much respect for these determined young men and women. Please hold them close in their honor and their courage, and whether or not they make that ultimate sacrifice, bring them home to the hearts of those who love them, and to your self, because in life or in death, Creator, the home you give us in our hearts is the one that matters. Amen.