My husband and I, went to watch my son swear in to the Army this morning. We were planning to stay with him until he flew out to his training facility.
There were many young people shipping out today. The Military Processing Facility was packed with family and friends to see them off. As the recruits names were called, they would be ushered into a room for the official swearing ceremony that enlisted them into their designated branch of service. There were so many recruits they had three swearing in ceremonies. My son was in the last group to be sworn in. As the room started to clear out, the recruits remained. Many family members were leaving. I just watched them interacting with each other. No one looked too nervous. Many of the conversations I overheard were about how anxious they were to get to started at training.
At that moment, before the swearing in ceremony, I told my husband that we could head on home after the ceremony. There was no need for us to stay. I realized that my son was no longer my little baby who needed his mom to walk him through this process. He was a young man starting a new chapter in HIS journey. My husband smiled at me and said, “he’s going to be fine, it’s time to let him go.”

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