I've been packing boxes full of Body Wash, Toothbrushes, Decks of Cards, Yahtzee Games, Books, Oreos, Hawaiian Punch Packets and shipping them off to Iraq and Afghanistan for a couple years now. Each box has been filled to the point where there is no room for one more Jolly Rancher. Each box has had a hand written note enclosed (unless I suffered a senior moment and found the note on the outside of the box after it had been taped shut). Truly each box not only enclosed a bunch of stuff, but I sent my warmest wishes along as well. The Warriors who received these boxes have all had a special place in my heart....from my Beloved MudPuppy, to Chief, to Scout, to Shay, and to my numerous Soldiers who I have been an angel to.
Today was somehow different. Today as I shopped for an Airman who is serving in Afghanistan, MomTears rolled. How goofy to be walking through aisle after aisle, filling a shopping cart...with glassy eyes. Each item was chosen carefully, while a vision of my little boy as a toddler consumed every step down each aisle. It felt so different to know the toothbrush would be used by my son, brushing the same teeth I helped him brush so many yesterdays ago. I know, I know...this is super sappy, silly mom thoughts... but that is who I am. Today, I'm a mom missing her son terribly. Praying he is safe and praying his heart knows how deeply he is loved.