MarineMom

I’ve been a sailor. Well, not really a sailor, but a squid. (for you gentiles – read “non-veterans” – that’s a member of the US Navy.) I married a Marine-out-of-uniform. We produced four incredible off-spring, one of whom has been in the delayed entry program for the US Marine Corps for a little over a year while he finished high school. A few days ago, I became the mother of a Marine Recruit. Not counted as a real live Marine until he finishes Basic at MCRD, San Diego. That will be just a couple weeks before Christmas.

Jeff (white shirt) with twin sister, Rachel, older sister, Bekah, and younger brother, Ryan at MEPS, Spokane.

Jeff (white shirt) with twin sister, Rachel, older sister, Bekah, and younger brother, Ryan at MEPS, Spokane.

For Jeff, my recruit, this is the beginning of his Great Adventure. For me, it’s also an adventure. That and the vision of many sleepless nights to come.

I won’t dwell tonight on the terrible things happening in other parts of the world where he will very likely be required to go. That’s for another time. For tonight, I’ll picture my son, 6’7″, 185 lbs, standing in formation while a DI picks him out to prove a point. I’ll hope that he comes in to the barracks too exhausted to even miss his XBox. I think Jeff will do great. He’s been preparing for this for a year. We’ve been unintentionally preparing him for 18 years.  This week they’re processing. Next week the real fun begins.

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