We made a last-minute decision to take advantage of no school today (Veterans’ Day) to fly to Watertown in upstate New York to see Eric before he deploys to Afghanistan this Saturday. We arrived Friday evening, picked up Eric at the base, ate dinner and drove south to spend Saturday and Sunday in Syracuse. The Great Lakes weather remained constant the entire weekend giving us cold temperatures, clouds, rain and wind.
On Saturday I visited two quilt shops while the boys burned off some testosterone riding go-carts at an indoor race track. After dinner, we saw the movie Captain Phillips and then returned to the hotel and played card games until bedtime.
We had a nice time, but it’s hard to say good bye to your flesh and blood, knowing he will be living in a third-world hellhole for the next nine months trying, among other things, not to get himself killed.
It’s just that when you’re a mom, you can’t help but think about them from this perspective:
I love you, Eric. Be safe.