The Guard had a hotel room in my son's name last night. He had to report, first thing this morning, to his final physical exam before getting his flight instructions. We anticipated he would fly out today. Yesterday, I was having a hard time believing he was leaving. Today, I woke up accepting the fact, he was gone for the next five months.
Then, shortly after 9:00 a.m. I receive a call at work. It's my son! They have sent him home and he reports back in three weeks! YEAH!!! Turns out my son has a horrible respiratory infection and they want him to get well before they send him off to boot camp. YES!!!
This means he'll be home for his birthday, March 20th! And, he'll be home for Easter. It means he has time to finish those things on his list that didn't get done. It means he'll be able to see Molly's puppies...she's due any time. It means he'll be able to help me with a garage sale. It means he has time to take down my Christmas lights still strung along the edge of my roof. It means so much to me to have these last few weeks together!
3 comments:
So the resperitory ailment is a GOOD thing! Funny how things work out sometimes, isn't it?
I'm so happy you got the extra time with him. I can totally understand how hard it is, having gone through it myself with my middle son. Letting go is never easy. (Do we ever REALLY let go? I don't think so!) ~~Kath~~
Enjoy this precious time together! I'm happy you got more time with him. :-)
Monica
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