Look at that smile! That's my sailor-to-be at the helm
of a cruise ship way back in the day.
Actually, wasn't that yesterday?
He leaves for his recruiter's office Sunday afternoon
then on to Great Lakes for boot camp.
He is 18.
I tell you, there is no way to explain this letting go.
The military is not like college. It is grown-up stuff
and there is little margin for error.
I think of this sweet boy and how quickly
he must become a man and my
But this is an opportunity for him to shine,
to meet the world head-on and
get busy with the business of life.
I will let him go in a few days. I will fold my sorrow
like a secret and slip it deep in a pocket.
This is what a mother does
and strives to do so with grace.
I love you.