Monday, August 16, 2010

Uncle Sam Wants You

Tonight's the night. The night M signed his next ten years over to Uncle Sam. It's a done deal.

I am a little surprised to find myself feeling almost bereft, like I did just before he took off on his Adventure of a Lifetime. It's not as though there was any doubt about what he would do. Even at the worst moments he never seriously considered quitting. It's not even that I wanted him to drop out. But the chance was always there. True, the chance was slim to none, but now something fundamental has changed: Until yesterday he was there of his own free will; tonight that is no longer true.

So just like that, we are on. For the next ten years. Hard to believe to say the least, but look how fast the first two years went. ZIP!!! There goes another year. There goes another milestone.

It occurs to me that this is somewhat like getting married, or buying a house. As long as you are engaged, or renting, you are free to walk away at any time, no strings attached. But once you get married, or buy the house, you are...dare I say...trapped.

The Dad told me that M called tonight, his last call as a free man, while I was out. Without my phone. WAAAAAAAH!!! I never go anywhere without my phone. Except for tonight, of course. I tried calling him back, but forget about that, he had left for formation. I did get to talk to him later though, after The Deed was well and truly done.

M does not feel any different. But I do. I feel like I'm on some sort of collision course with Destiny, and I can't even get out of the way. I want to cry.

And as always, I feel immensely proud to be the mom of this honorable young man, now truly a soldier, member of the USMA Class of 2012..."For more than ourselves." GO, TEAM!!!



I added myself to follow your blog. You are more than welcome to visit mine and become a follower if you want to.

God Bless You ~Ron

Mary R. said...

Wow, 10 years!! I didn't know you could do that...and btw, howdy Old Geezer!

Marytoo said...

Mary, I know! Kinda mind-boggling, isn't it.

Left-Handed Housewife said...

Hi, Mary--

Thanks for stopping by my blog. Isn't it funny how by just jumping around from one blog to another we can find ourselves in strange (but hopefully hospitable) neighborhoods. If you still want to do a postcard exchange, you can email me at and give me your address.

My dad was career army, so I'm very fond of soldiers and their moms!


Marytoo said...

Hi, Frances! Thanks for coming by! I love wandering around the blog world. I've seen all sorts of interesting things/people there. ;-)