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I Told You So!

“I told you so.” Those are words that grate on my nerves. And while that might not have been the exact phrase uttered, it was what I heard.

Yes, I knew when my 18-year-old son signed up for the military that I had to expect a lot of things. Like the initial separation, the lack of contact I would have while in basic training, the second goodbye after seeing him graduate and then learning what his first duty base station would be.

I’m no dummy. Of course I knew that he could end up receiving an assignment overseas. And if so, I also knew he could be in a potentially volatile area. And yes, I most certainly understand the implications of the job he has with Security Forces.

I know all these things…but it doesn’t make each stage of the process any easier.

A few days ago we learned where my son would be stationed for his first assignment. I could tell he was afraid to tell me over the phone. He seemed hesitant. So I braced myself.

I imagined a few places but never once did this country cross my mind. In fact, if I were to be completely honest…I was pretty sure he would end up in the United States, preferably no more than 12 hours from home.

Instead, he will be in a country that borders Syria, Iraq and Iran. And by the way, this is supposed to make me feel better (at least according to some). Where will he be stationed?

Turkey.

I sat there for several seconds. Suddenly my brain was freezing and I had to quick do a search on Google maps. There it was, right in front of me…thousands and thousands of miles away.

I tried to sound upbeat about it. But I couldn’t…and I cried.

The next few days I felt like I was walking with a cloud over my head. While I certainly appreciated the well wishes and show of support, I didn’t appreciate what felt like, “I told you so.”

In other words, I knew going into this he could end up overseas. But it still hurts to hear it’s a reality.

I sure have a brand new appreciation for military moms. And I will be very sadly counting down the days until he leaves in January, 2013.

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About Stephanie Romero

Stephanie Romero is a professional blogger for Families and full-time web content writer. She is the author and instructor of an online course, "Recovery from Abuse," which is currently being used in a prison as part of a character-based program. She has been married to her husband Dan for 21 years and is the mother of two teenage children who live at home and one who is serving in the Air Force.