On February 26, 2008, my youngest son made the first step of his journey as an Airman.
John was an 18 year-old kid, as he boarded the plane to Lackland, AFB, In six short weeks I was introduced to my son, the man. The physical changes I saw at the Airman's Run, were obvious. It wasn't until sitting with him at a picnic table and listening to him share his thoughts of the previous six weeks, that I learned of the inner growth taking place. He gained a new 'presence'.
Over the past two years, each visit home reveals a new level of confidence and maturity. He has certainly has become more 'buff' as well.
I am so deeply proud of my son. In my heart I know he is where he is meant to be, doing what he is meant to be doing. A mom cannot ask for more.
Congratulations, John on this special anniversary. Two Years as a United States Airman! Good job, good job!!!