The Worst Thing: Not Knowing
One of the hardest things I’m having to deal with is the “not knowing” part. His latest letter arrived today (he wrote it on Thursday). Friday was the big Physical Fitness test, and he was very, very worried. He is trying very hard to trust in God and keep his spirits up, but it has been a long time since I’ve heard him so stressed.
It’s bad enough that my child needs my love and encouragement, and I can only offer it from afar. But the fact that I won’t know until tomorrow (at the earliest; assuming he could write on Friday) whether he passed or failed is just about to kill me. I find myself thinking, “If they moved him to another unit, wouldn’t they have called?” But of course, that’s just me grasping at straws.
If he failed, that’ll move graduation to over Labor Day weekend. I made kennel reservations today, just in case. I am keeping my fingers crossed that I can cancel them.
Never have I wanted mail to move faster….and I’ve actually been pretty impressed at how quickly we’re receiving his letters.
–Mighty Marine Mom