I can’t help but get choked up every time I hear our national anthem played before a football game. The addition of a flyover gives me goosebumps to boot. Our family has had the advantage of extra time with our airman this summer and fall. I know it is coming to an end too soon but am grateful that he’s had a moment to catch his breath and lead a somewhat normal life.
Leading a somewhat normal life, included totaling his beloved Subaru on his way home from the base, only 2 miles away. He was only slightly injured but decided not to call me until he had been released from the hospital. How ironic is it that he does two tours in the middle east in 1 year and ends up getting hurt on a short commute home because another driver decided they needed that extra 20 seconds to pull out in front of him.
As we begin our countdown, my restful summer slumber is beginning to be interrupted by the worry of sending him back to a place even more corrupt than when he left. With news of an increase in shootings by middle east soldiers on our troops, I wonder how this deployment will feel differently than the others. Is he worried? If he was he certainly wouldn’t share it. I’ll wrap my arms around my boy in early on this winter and see him off again, this time with more stripes on his arm and a brand new commitment to serve another 4 years. I wonder what the next four years will be like for the military after this election plays out.
Ironically I’ll be in D.C. on election day. I have no idea how I feel about the candidates. I’m numbed by the ads, felt little satisfaction about supporting either candidate after the debates.
Election day for me will be spent in Arlington paying tribute to the fallen. I can’t avoid Arlington any longer. This is the year that I don’t flake out on the men and women who made it possible for me to cast my vote. A vote that was particularly difficult this time around.
Peace, love and little donuts….next report will be from Arlington.