Memorial Day Emotions

I miss my son. It's been just three weeks, but sure feels like much longer. He's always kind of there on the tip of my tongue and at the back of my brain but today I'm missing him so badly I literally feel my heart breaking. I receive a letter from his Saturday - he'd written it on Wednesday - apparently the first day that he'd not received anything at mail call. I had a letter than I'd written to him returned to me on Saturday as well - I'm guess it was the letter that should have been delivered to him on Wednesday. He said his heart broke not to hear something from home and that made me even sadder - that I'd let him down somehow. I'd have given anything to have been able to call him - to tell him that not a day has gone by that I haven't written to him and thought of him and missed him. But there are no phone calls from Mom at Boot Camp - no hugs to let him know that I love and miss him. I know that he's bonding with his platoon mates - they all miss home - and that the bonds that he's making now will last him a lifetime. They are the bonds forged during difficult times. They are all learning together what it means to call yourself a marine. I know - all children have to grow up and grow away from Mommy - but I just want to talk to him - make sure he knows how proud of him I am and how much I can't wait until graduation.