Just a few hours ago my husband and I dropped off our 18 year old son - his biological son, my stepson, if you want to get technical-at an unremarkable Marriott Hotel that marks the beginning of his service in the US Army. It was neither the beginning nor the end of the emotional journey we are travelling as parents, but it is certainly a major
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This is more than an R post, you know. It's an essay. About coming of age, and facing the unknown, and the barb of a hook...the metaphors for that one just flow, don't they?
This is beautiful, and Dad's rehearsed line is beautiful, and the fact that they had a day too busy and eventful for wallowing or tears or worry is beautiful.
So glad you shared it.
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Thanks for your kind words, Amy. They are very much appreciated!
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Thank you for sharing this, a special coming-of-age day, a day you can never prepare for, no matter how hard you try. I love what your husband said too - it was the perfect moment to share that thought, no matter how long he rehearsed it in his head.
I am full of admiration for Alex - to know what you want to do at such a young age is particularly rare, I think - and I wish him all the very best for his future. You obviously raised a wonderful boy and should be congratulated for that. *hugs*
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