Well, normal for me, at least.
I actually had a cry-free day yesterday. Huge accomplishment.
I woke up this morning and I even had an email from the boy!! It was only 2 sentences long, but I was thrilled! They are at thier destination and it's okay to ship stuff. Well, I already started shipping stuff when he left, so he should have his first package in a day or so. My kind of "being on it" personality that normally drives him insane will come in very handy for this deployment because it's my mission to make sure he loves every box he gets from home.
Sure, I sent him some essentials: disposable washclothes, body wash and deodorant, but it's packed full of skittles, beef jerky, gum and all sorts of stuff I'm sure you can't find in the middle of nowhere ... including a ball that can bounce 75 feet in the air. I'm sure you can't have too many of those!
His laptop is on his way and if rumors from some Army wives prove true, he can have internet service on it for only $55/month. Hardly seems like war (said with sarcasm).
I know I've said this before, but can't imagine what it must have been like all those years ago to send your boy off to war and just wait at the train station and hope they show up. Mad respect to all those parents and to all those service men and women out there.
Another blog I read mentioned old and torn up flags (if you ever see this Miss Tia, here's a shout out to you), which is so disgraceful. So if you see one of those flags, please mention it to the owner and ask them to replace it. It'll be our little way of quietly thanking all of the military personnel for thier sacrifices.
A dear friends daughter noticed a torn flag at McDonalds recently and said something to the manager, who apologized and had the flag replaced.
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