I lunched with a friend earlier this week and she bemoaned (during a conversation about her 12 year old son) 'I sure hope he doesn't join the military'. As that comment was a bit out of the blue, I said 'why do you think he might? Has he mentioned it?'. She said 'no, but his dad was military so...'.
I shared that there is a lot of joy in watching someone you love do something they are passionate about and enjoy. I wasn't keen on B. going into the military but it turns out it suits him well and he's really having a great time.
He accomplished another goal this week - congratulations to this guy who earned his Air Assault pin yesterday! I'm so proud of him, I could burst!
His next goal is to pass sniper training - onward, B.! You are really becoming a bad ass and I mean that in the nicest possible way.
Saturday, October 22, 2016
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