At 5:30 this morning, I found myself sitting in my truck, waiting outside of the Inn here on base, playing on my phone (free wifi!!), facilitating yet another goodbye for my children. This time, it was a friend of my 13-year-old, leaving to move to another Air Force base, in a state several hundred miles away. Last time, it was us moving. Next time, it may be us, and it may be another friend...I don't know, but I DO know that it WILL happen again. Such is military life.
As I waited, I thought of the strength of my children and their friends.
How quickly they make friends in new places.
How deep those friendships grow.
How strong they are in their "goodbyes" and "see ya laters".
Their hope, and their strength, and their deep love for their friends.
My children are strong, and amaze me every day with their resilience and adaptability.
For this, I am grateful.
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