emotions - they never end!

Seriously – will I ever stop being emotional where my son is concerned? I have an Aunt and Uncle and cousins who live in the San Diego area. They picked up my son from the airport when he returned there for his second round of training, kept him at their house for a night and then delivered him to the base the next day. They’ve been very willing to do anything to help out while he’s out there – thank goodness. I shipped them his guitar last week and they’ve been willing to take it out when they get to visit so he can at least play a song or two since he can’t have it with him right now. They’ve also helped out with a cell phone switch we’ve had to make – which is a whole nother story for a whole nother time. So I called last night to thank them for sending me his phone. My aunt answered and we discussed the challenges of being a mother of a military guy. She was the wife of one for many many years. I thanked her again for offering support and a place to stay to Casey and she commented on how nice it was to have someone around again who’s not afraid to eat!! Apparently my cousin Jimmy gave up on the endless stomach of a teenager a few years ago! I warned her that if he got too comfortable there that he’d be sure to drink all of their milk. And then I went on to explain how he’s been known to drink a half gallon a day, especially if he has some Ovaltine to mix in! She said “oh, that’s so good to know I’ll be sure to have some around for him!” Then she reassured me that she wouldn’t let him leave without a hug and a kiss and that she’d give him an extra one from his Mom. I thanked her again and hung up and cried. I am so glad that they are there to help him out and I know he’s really looking forward to hopefully seeing them all this weekend, but there’s something about someone else doing for him what I’m suppose to do! But I do know that I’d much rather have someone I love giving him a hug, than him not getting a hug at all. I know there are lots of military sons and daughters out there who would love a hug and Mom’s who’d be happy to know they’d be getting one. A reminder again to be grateful for what we do have. I know my Uncle sometimes reads this – so to Uncle Gary and Aunt Angie, Matt, Kat and Jimmy thanks so much for taking care of my Marine!!