Hear the voice of a mom, who represents many moms, whose sons and daughters sacrificially protect the freedom of the United States and her people. I am honored to have this guest post from Heidi White.
I walk by his room, knowing he is near enough to keep his extra pair of boots under his bed.
I wash his clothes and smell Old Spice, Swagger or is it After Hours scent; all appropriate to linger on his uniforms.
It is a blessing to be able to text him in the same time zone, to enjoy the opportunity to see him on the weekends when he is not on duty.
When he is on watch, doing scary things with letters and numbers like M and 16, wearing helmets , life vests or Kevlar…
…I am not there to keep him safe or remind him to put on sunscreen.
I have decided to focus on the blessing of having him 3000 miles closer and the gift of that. I won’t let my mind go down the unknown road of the future that only God knows.
And I am grateful, for Erik being close enough, to keep his extra pair of boots under his bed.