Tuesday, May 26, 2009

This is What's Really Important...

The rest is just a nuisance.....and I'm sorry I let it distract me.



Sam and his best friend Christobal left today for San Jose, then on to Fort Benning GA tomorrow. 
 I miss him already.

7 comments:

Jeano said...

Oh man, Maureen! That must have been so hard to say goodbye!! When do you see him again? We'll be praying for him (and you guys!).

Mandy said...

oh wow .... hope you're doing ok today

Maureen said...

I'm not, but thanks for the thought Mandy.

Seems I cry at the drop of a hat now, which can be fairly disconcerting to the gal next to me in the checkout line at the grocery store....sigh.

Kim Safina said...

Precious Mom Maureen,

I understand the feeling of watching your son walk out of his bedroom and home that he was raised in and going into the world without you.

I will be uplifting you and Steve daily in prayer.

The best advice I can give is this
LET GO AND LET GOD!!!!!

I care and I love you,
Kim Safina

Julie said...

I'm sorry...I've been out of pocket for a while. How's it going? Have you had any 2-minute phone calls yet from your soldier?

Sid reports for active duty training on July 6. His mobilization date is Aug 3. We're trying to pack a lot into 24-hour days right now!

Maureen said...

No calls yet, not even a postcard....sigh.

I can't even imagine what you're going thru, consider yourself covered in prayer :)

Julie said...

Thanks for the prayers, Maureen. You have ours, too!

I'm sure the recruiter told you this, but it'll probably be at least 5 weeks before you'll get a phone call and even then he'll only have 2-minutes to talk. There's no restriction on postcards. BUT I imagine having the energy to send a postcard during basic training is hard!

And thank you for your sweet comment about the facebook stuff. I'm reminding myself pretty frequently (hoping that eventually it will feel like the truth) that he's not worth the heartache. One of my biggest gifts and, in turn, also my biggest flaw is that I love and trust easily. I figure that's why it's so easy to hurt my feelings.