25 Days Left, and It’s Just Now Sinking In

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In 25 days my son will go to Alabama where he will once again swear in to the United States Army. He will then load onto a bus and be shipped out to boot camp.

Less than a month. That’s all I have left with a child living under my roof for the time being. This week my goals have gone out the window in order to focus on him and help him get last minute things done before he leaves.

I used to look forward to the day when the kids would both be out of the house and doing their own thing. Now I know better. I don’t know why it is just now sinking in, but man, I’m going to miss him.

I’ll miss the way he drives me crazy.

It’ll be strange having leftovers after a meal.

I’ll miss him singing along to music in Spanish even when I can’t understand a word of it myself.

I’ll miss having a buddy around to go run errands with me.

But most of all?

I’ll miss his daily hugs.

He’s growing up, and I’m so proud of the man he is becoming. It brings me to tears thinking of the struggles he has gone through and risen above.

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