I haven't talked about it a lot...
but the main reason we went to the States this last time
was to visit our son...(whom we still call Bear).
He joined the Army 5 years ago...
and really, really
loves his job.
He left yesterday - headed to Afghanistan -
for his 3rd deployment.
When his COs told him he could stay home...
since he'd only been back a year since returning...
(a year in Iraq...a year home...TWICE)
he said, "No. I'm the man for the job".
He took us on a tour of the motor pool
And later told his dad and I -
and Danny (a friend who came to visit from Florida)
about how he feels when he knows that he's been instrumental in saving a life...or...many lives.
that I'm not sure I've ever been prouder of him.
and told us that we couldn't imagine how good it felt to be a part of that.
As I've told myself and others...countless times...ever since he joined the Army...
"He will thrive".
And he is Thriving.
In my eyes
he's a hero.