Day 15

Ok, so I know it’s been a while. I’m trying to get into a new routine. It hasn’t been easy. I miss my son but life at home is also quite busy.  There’s days where the minutes just drag and then there are days where they just fly by.  I’m sure we have all had those days….even weirder, sometimes you get both all in the same day.

So yes, it is now Day 15 since my son left for Basic Military Training (aka BMT) for the US Air Force.  I am a very proud mother, just as I was when my first son went away to college.  But I will have you know that pride and joy are not always synonymous.  While my heart is full of pride for him, I am not always super happy. YES, in case you were thinking it, I am definitely, without a doubt, being selfish.  But what mother wouldn’t be at this point.  It’s not like I’m not happy for him, but I miss him and I know that there are a few things he is probably not doing well at (like folding clothes perfectly) and the thought of some random man yelling in my son’s face because his t-shirt is not folded in perfect measurements without a single wrinkle….well that just makes my skin crawl.  I really would love to go there and ask him if I can please see his clothes at home, or his car, or…well you get the picture.  And besides, why on God’s green earth and for the love of the beautiful country DOES IT MATTER IF HE CAN FOLD A T-SHIRT SO PERFECTLY???  How exactly does that make me feel safe and secure at night??? If the guy can shoot and not let anyone past his security post or he can take down any intruder, yes, that my friends is what will make me feel safe when I go to sleep at night. 

Oh well, venting aside, I really don’t get that.  I get that there has to be order and equality to a certain level, and I also get that it is discipline they are learning, but I never understood that.  And if anyone says: “I guess you wouldn’t understand!” in a sarcastic way, I will have you know that I too have been thorugh the same grueling mess called Basic Military Training, many years ago.  While I was able to perfectly make my bed and perfectly fold my clothes, I never understood the WHY???

So anyway, my son is doing pretty good there.  He misses home, of course, but is otherwise doing well.  I am so proud of him. 

Well, nonetheless, I’ve decided that I gotta get back in the swing of things, if only for my own sanity. So anyway, not that I have many followers right now, so I am not gonna worry about boring anyone with my topics. So for now, this will be an online journal for me…a place for me to unload thoughts and yes, sometimes feelings.  

I hate to say this…Wait, no I don’t…I will just tell you this: I will be updating about my son that is in basic military training for the Air Force, because he is, after all, on my mind often…..

So for now, I’ve got a bone to pick with this city….this will be my next blog. 

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