It has been awhile since I updated my blog. My son is 2/3 of the way through A School. He passed his final PFA and now needs to pass his "comp" then he gets to rank up.
17 years ago, as I watched the 2nd plane hit the tower in New York; I knew I was in for a day of hell. I didn't realize that it was going to be the worst week of my life. I was doing corporate travel where most of my clients were going to for from New York and New Jersey. We lost several clients and co-workers in the towers. I spoke to several men and women with building falling around them. I will never forget!
This year brings me to my son stationed in Goose Creek and our first hurricane. We are desert rats so the thought of a Hurricane is intriguing and scary. It has my son really mad. He just wants to hunker down and finish class. I have never heard my son so angry. I am surprised that the mom in me has not freaked but I guess the boot camp experience has taught he belongs to the Navy. I have faith that the Navy will take good care of him. I have no choice. I will pray that all will work out and he comes back from the break stronger and smarter than before.
Semper Gumby and Semper Fortis