Driven to tears this afternoon---partly for relief, joy and more relief. First off, my friend Tina is in town with her husband, and they came to church and stayed afterward for the fish fry. Wonderful to see her again for the first time in 3 years. She's the one I came to know so well six years ago when her sister, Lisa, was sick with ALS.
Anyway, after we came home from church, third son told us he was joining the Army National Guard. He'll get a physical on Friday, and be sworn in. Sometime this week, Gary and I will need to meet his recruiting officer. He'll go to boot camp in January, and will make strides in getting in shape in-between time. He's excited and we're excited for him. He sweetly says he didn't want to enlist in something that would take him completely away from home, but wants centering, I'm thinking. He craves the discipline, but the one weekend/month later will be more suitable for my slightly rebellious boy. Besides, he's so miserable at the restaurant---the manager being a tyrant. Second son who also works there will say the same. I'm thinking he'll be leaving that job soon too.
Resting now. Feeling blessed and relieved at this son having a focus. He's struggled so much this year, and this will be a proving ground for him. My goodness. Two boys moved out this year, and another one on the move. Grateful third son's boot camp will be after the holidays. Thankfully the boys are sensitive to my desires. Last year this time, I asked the older boys to please wait until after Christmas before moving, and they did. This arrangement with third son is good. Very good. Growing up pinches, but is necessary.
And, btw, comments are back on. Seems I'm having to make sure the comments are open via the Options button at the posting page. Not a big deal, but odd that clicking them on through the Settings didn't work. Whatever. Let 'er rip!
