Sunday, October 17, 2010
I've been keeping how worried I am about my son to myself. It didn't seem right to burden my friends and family any more than they already are. But the stress of holding the emotions has been starting to wear on me. Not making me eat less unfortunately, but I seem to be having some crazy mood swings(menopause,too)
I wish I could just talk to him, but he's a newlywed and spends his phone time with his wife(which I know in my heart is how it should be) I'm trying to be happy with the news she tells us. I know he probably couldn't tell us much of what he's doing anyway, but just to talk for a couple of minutes would help so much. Afganistan is a whole world away, it makes California seem close.
I'm going to pray for patience and believe that he will be taken care of. I'm going to pray for all the soldiers and their families to have a happy reunion in the near future and I'm going to pray for the gift of a peaceful spirit so that I can sleep better and not worry so much.
It's not so bad during the days at school, surrounded by high school kids, but every once in a while one of them will remind me of him and I start to tear up. Tomorrow my goal is to finish my school work and start on some craft project, maybe a coverlet made of yo-yos for my niece's baby-to-be. If I keep busy maybe the next 9 months will pass quicker.