Recently my cousin messaged me, I would die if my son will be in the military. How can you live with the fear that any moment he could be sent to a war? I couldn’t do it .. I would have done all I could to stop him from going in the military, and for that I admire you.
My answer to her was…I will never forget how my heart dropped when my son came to tell me he wanted to join the military. I asked him if he was sure and if that’s what he wanted then.. I will support his decision 100%. He explained his reasons and I noticed he had really thought it over and was sure of his decision. I knew if he saw that his decision was breaking my heart he wouldn’t go through with it. The next few months were emotionally torturing and that’s when my silent tears began. The day came when we had to drive him so he could begin his journey. On my way to drop him off, I prayed for strength. The time to say our goodbyes came, he said bye to my daughter, my boyfriend and then me. That hug almost made me break down, as I hugged him in my head I scream to God for strength and to please help me hold my tears. As we pull away I saw his tears, I took a deep breath and said "Hey, don’t cry you see me I'm strong and time will fly, we will see each other soon." He cracked a smirked and said "true," took a deep breath and walked away. I held my tears in till I got in my car, and I just let it out. I was not seeing my son leaving but one of my best friends.
I'm very proud of him and his achievements so far in his military journey, but I couldn’t be selfish. A mother or any parent must let their child free and let them spread their wings. My faith gives me strength and yes I'm hurting but I have faith that the Lord and my grandmother are watching over him and keeping him safe. Only I know how many silent tears I've shed.
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