This Day

While I am honoring our fallen heroes today I have to say I am so thankful I dont have to honor my son. I know that sounds raw but you know what, thats my reality and this is my blog so I am just going to say it. I am sad for those who have lost their lives and mothers and husbands that have lost the ones they love more than anything but I am so glad I dont have to feel that pain. I check his facebook a few times a day jus to see activity. Am I obsessed? Maybe. But Im his mom. Im scared. You are supposed to bury your parents and grandparents, not your children. When I go to bed at night I pray I dont get the dreaded knock at the door. I turn my phone on loud ring...just in case. I dont like having to feel this way, but someone has to. We have to have soldiers who are brave enough to fight for our freedom. I have a son that was brave enough, and I promised him I would be brave too, be his biggest fan...and I have. But not without sleepless nights, many tears and a pit in my stomach. But as another Memorial Day passes, I thank my God that hes given me another day to be Ryans mom.