I Miss My Son

I haven't been myself lately and I couldn't put my finger on exactly why.  Really, it could have been work, Lord knows I have my hands full with that, it could be the lost pregnancy, nah, didn't feel the same way. I did begin to think about how I feel like I have neglected my son a bit. That is the first tour, I was sending packages left and right, I was extremely active in the Blue Star Mothers  and I couldn't wait for that next phone call from him. This time, I have given items to my roommate so he could send them out.  In fact, he's been sending so much stuff out, you'd think it was his son. 

Side note: it's not my roommates kid.  I didn't know him 23 years ago.

Anyway, I still do look forward to his phone calls, but I'm not on MySpace as much. Then it hit me, I'm avoiding thinking too much about him.  I had other mothers who wanted to keep in touch with me and I wanted to but then I found myself not wanting to only because it would make me face reality that my only son is back in Iraq in harms way.  I didn't and still don't really want to think about it.  I love him dearly and wish he was home safe.  Then it really hit me, I'm really missing my son.  This tour is going to be 15 months long.  I still have many months left before he can come home.  I just miss him so much.  15 months is a long time, especially when he no longer lives in the same state as you do.  I miss his laugh, his sense of humor, his goofiness, and just him.  I have found that my mind will wander to the not so pleasant side of "what ifs" and I try not to think of it.  I miss holding him, giving him hugs and kisses and his face.   I love the fact that his as grown up so much, but miss that I'm not able to watch him.  I only get to visit his web site page and imagine what's going on.  I do enjoy reading some of the posts from his friends.  I feel a little bit closer to him.  Every so often I'll get a friend request from one of his friends.  But all in all, I'm just trying to survive each day without him.

 

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