I never told you the story about the woman I sat next to on the train from DC to NYC last month. She was in her 50s, I'm guessing, and was on her way home for a one night get away. She was extremely excited as she was going to see her boyfriend and go out on the town.
So why was she going home for only one night, you ask? This woman, a mother of three, has been living at the Walter Reed Army Medical Center for the past three months as her son recovers from injuries sustained while serving in Afghanistan. She has not left his side since the day he returned. She has helped him through the twelve surgeries he's had since coming back home. He is only 20 years old.
I meant to write this on Friday, Veterans Day, but didn't manage to get the computer turned on. I haven't stopped thinking about that Mother. While talking to her I couldn't help but picture what it would be like to watch your boy go off to war and then to return in that kind of pain. It brought tears to my eyes and I asked her to tell him thank you for everything he has done. I just don't think I'd be able to let the little guy go off to war. Yet Mothers all around the world have to experience it every day.
I don't want to get political with this post. I just want to say thank you to all the men and women who sacrifice so much. I also want to acknowledge all the strong men, women and children who are left at home while their family members are off serving their country. Thank you.
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