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I has been a year and three months and 23 days. But I still remember the day he got on the plane and went away. It takes me back to the day he was born. Two months in the hospital waiting and hoping he would be ok. He was born 2 months early, backwards and so small , right after his sister. He grew up a difficult child with a bad temper and I had to have lots of patience. He got kicked out of daycare, out of first grade and barely made it through grade school. I remember the tears I cried in frustration. Just me to take care of him and lead him. I had to really think about how to guide him the right way and how to get through too him. Positive reinforcement. Over and over and over. Then one day I saw him change into the boy I was hoping for. He started getting great grades and started to think about what was right and what was wrong. People always made fun of him because he was very timmed and very shy. He was very smart and very out of place. I had to protect him, so I thought, but I had to teach him to be strong and see beyond the present. I taught him to dream of his future and I dreamed with him. He tried really hard to fit in and made friends but I still worried about him. He was very gifted and had alot of talent. He got into Center for Advanced learning. He was on honor roll and finally he was such a well behaved child. Never cursed, never dissappered on me, was never rude to anyone, ever. He was going to go far in life. I just knew it. Just not far from me so I thought. Then I get the news, he was joining the US Navy when he graduated. Ok I will handle that. But then I get more news, he was going to be a Corpsman. Why, Why of all things would my only son who was never into sports and not physical put himself in harms way. How am I going to protect him. How is he going to make it through bootcamp. How is he going to be without me????? Boy how a little time can change everything. My son is now a man and is so very different than when he left. I know now that he will be ok. He is strong and does not need me. I was the one that needed him. What would have happened to my son if he had not have gone. Now he is a Lab Tech and looking forward to see more of the world, we will see what his future holds. I am also dealing with not having him and not worrying about him. I will just keep praying that God protects my only son and my baby. It is no longer my job.