I'm going to write all of this down, so perhaps I can get it all out. I probably won't edit or spell check.
I've prayed many times for our troops, and many times for their families, but I NEVER had a clue how badly a mom or wife might hurt when the one they have loved for so long says, "Good-by."
I don't have words to truly describe why I can't stop crying, tears continually streaming, sometimes sobbing, sometimes quiet tears.
I was at peace, for the most part, until the last few minutes at the airport. That's when there were lots of tears. I was able to get all of that under control until....
Until we drove up at our home.
There was Caleb's motorcycle.
There was the burnt wood from the fire he and his friends built on Saturday.
There was the STUPID garbage can he has taken to the road every Wed. for years.
There was the reminder that tomorrow is gymnastics, and he often would pick Josie-Tatum up from the gym for me.
There was the couch where I found him more mornings that I found him in bed.
Then, I was ready to check the weather to lay out the girls' clothes for school tomorrow, and I didn't have to ask him if he was on the computer.
And, I pulled the cord away from his X-Box, only to think I won't be pulling the cord back to the computer for a long time.
There was the upstairs bathroom where I went to get tissue for my ever-running nose, and now the bathroom will hardly be used.
And, I know there will be so many more reminders before it gets easier, and I just want to crawl in bed for DAYS.....but, of course, I have two beautiful children in the bathtub right now, waiting for me to get them out, and get them ready for church.
So, I'm going now, begging you to pray that, when I hear from Caleb tonight, I hear some strength returning to his voice, pray that his mom will regain her focus on Jesus, pray for Casie who cried more than I did in Jacksonville today, and, if you have another friend, whose child is in the military, pray for them, and give them a call, or send them and email, and let them know you did.