pagefrocks
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It's here . . .
my youngest son leaves in the morning for Basic Training with the United States Army . . . while I am so very, very, immensely proud of him . . . he's still my baby boy and I'm still a mommy. The tears have started and I'm dreading the morning goodbye at the recruiting station.
I am actually most worried that he'll feel badly that I'm bawling and a wreck. He's only seen me cry a handful of times, mostly at funerals. He gets emotional himself as most kids would. Ugh . . . gotta figure out how to turn off the waterworks!! The last thing he needs is to be bawling in front of these guys because I am!
my youngest son leaves in the morning for Basic Training with the United States Army . . . while I am so very, very, immensely proud of him . . . he's still my baby boy and I'm still a mommy. The tears have started and I'm dreading the morning goodbye at the recruiting station.
I am actually most worried that he'll feel badly that I'm bawling and a wreck. He's only seen me cry a handful of times, mostly at funerals. He gets emotional himself as most kids would. Ugh . . . gotta figure out how to turn off the waterworks!! The last thing he needs is to be bawling in front of these guys because I am!

