End of Week One

Well here I am at the end of week one. Justin left to go to bootcamp one week ago today. I am surprised at myself....really!! I have not had the emotional rollercoaster that I expected to have. Yes I cried, to my dismay, on his shoulder when I dropped him off at the hotel the night before departure, but did not cry at the MEPS for his oath ceremony or when he got in the cab to go to the airport. I attribute this to him. He was so strong and proud to be in the Navy all I could do was smile with my own maternal pride. I do spend a great deal of time thinking about him and what he could be doing at that moment. I know that his butt probably hurts from the "peanut butter" penecillin shot and that he has gotten outfitted with his new "BC" glasses, is sleep deprived and hopefully following directions and keeping his mouth shut.

As for me it has been work as normal, which means no time to think about anything but what I am doing. I got my "Kid in a box" on Thursday and smiled as I opened it up. All of his clothes were jumbled up and tossed in. Just like the floor in his room...LOL. I am unpatiently waiting for his address to arrive. I have called the recruiter and he was on vacation all week so I guess I will have to wait for the form letter to get here. Until next week...