in Afghanistan that did a shadow run with us today!
It's hard to explain the feelings because there are so many. I suppose it's not that strange for the Mom of a soldier in training to get choked up on the Fourth of July. But I'm not usually like that. I'm not a banner, sticker, rah-rah kind of person. Nothing wrong with that. It's just not in my introvert nature to be so out there with my feelings except in one way - when my kids are involved. So here I am today, in my US Army t-shirt, crying during the parade because I'm so proud of my son.
I know a lot of people don't understand why he did this. Heck, there's times I wonder, why him and why this? But he did choose it. He's the only kid in his high school class going this route. He's always wanted to do it and he never cared what people thought or that it was an unusual path. I'm proud of him for his service and I know he will be an awesome soldier. I'm also proud of him for marching to the beat of his own drum and following the path he believes is right for him. He's ahead of a lot of people who struggle to do this, some for decades of their lives.