I was so emotional all day yesterday. All three of my kids (sailor plus his 17-yr-old brother and 11-yr-old sister) kept trying to "comfort" me. I finally had to explain that my tears were not tears of sadness.
I think it was the anticipation of the sailors entrance with the percussion building that first started my heart pounding. My tears started just after the sailors came marching in by division through that big door, at first sight of OUR sailor in rank. He never saw us because…Continue