Saturday, April 17, 2010

I Am The Mom.....

You don't know, but I am the mom who cries every morning and hopes every night for his safe return. I am the mom that drags herself out of bed every morning so that he will be proud of her when he comes home.

You don't know but I am the mom with a million things to say, but none will come out without the thought of him. I am the mom who checks her phone every 5 seconds just to make sure I haven't missed his call. I am the mom who stops and stares and wishes for him to return soon each and every time another man in uniform walks by.

What you don't know is that I know love on an entirely different level than most. I know the love that spans time and space. The love that most parents are constantly searching for. ...

I can tell you I know more about love in homecoming, then most know in a lifetime. You don't know that when he left a part of me went with him and a part of him stayed with me. You tell me that you know how I feel and understand what I am going through, but you have no idea, so please don't say you do.

What you don't realize is that I understand the true meaning of not only love but of longing and anticipation.

You don't see, but I am one of the few who gets goose bumps and chokes back the tears as my heart fills with pride everytime I hear the National Anthem play. I am one of those moms that will stand tall and stay strong on the outside when I feel like I am dying on the inside.

I am one of the moms who will make friends with complete strangers, for only they can begin to understand what I am going through for they go through it each and every day also with one of their loved ones serving. And please don't say you do, because you never will. You don't understand that I picture his face everywhere I go and he is with me in everything I do.

You think I don't cry anymore, that I have gotten over it... What you don't know is that I just hide it better and cry every day.

You don't know the feeling the word "deployment" brings to any of us whose beloved sons' serve.

Or the feeling of his hand as it slides out of your hand for what could be forever as he boards the bus, the ship or the plane that will take him to harms way. You don't know what that last smile, hug and kiss mean, how important that goodbye truly is.

You tell me you support the troops, I tell you I love a Marine. I am one of the silent, but outgoing. One of the weak but strong. Scared but Proud.

What you don't see is that he needs me & I need him.

I am one of those moms who stands tall behind her Marine.

Stands tall behind her hero.

Stands tall behind her son.

Watching silently and patiently as he serves and defends our country,praying many, many times throughout the day for his safety......waiting for him to come home with that same mischieveous smile and that same twinkle in his eyes and to hear those precious, precious words, "Mom, I'm on US soil. I'll be home soon."

You don't see that I will drop to my knees and thank God for my son's safe return. You don't know the tears of relief I will sob and you don't know that for the first time in many, many months, I can truly breathe again.

posted by: MoMs ~ Mothers of Marines....They Enlisted, we were drafted!


  1. Well, grab the tissues and blow my nose! I love this and while I am the Aunt, Oh how I feel so many of these feelings for Justin! I have never been prouder of our young Marine, who should still be a little boy to me. I love him, I pray constantly... not only for him but for Billy and Julie's Justin and all the others serving for our Country! They are strong but I KNOW they wanna come home and home is where they will be! Love you dear Lynda! Hope you found you a pretty dress. We were talking about you today, Cindylou, Tracy and me. We said you are beautiful, inside and out! AND you ARE! HUGS!

  2. Love it...I think of mine too. I hear a helicopter and I pray...I see a flag whipping in the breeze and I pray...I see a USMC tag on the front of a car (this morning) while walking a dog, and stop to ask, and they give me their best and say Good Luck to your son..,
    I see a Red and Yellow USMC flag flying on a porch and I pray for their Marine. I read your post ....and I pray for your Billy, and all the others... I I give grace to those who don't understand...because I used to be them...and now...I know. Thanks for a beautiful post shared...Hugs to you, and what a handsome, handsome Corporal. Believe me, I DO know how much you love him. He is honorable. Semper Fi...Marine Mom sis... remain calm and carry on. :-)

  3. I am the Mom too!!! I never realized what a Marine Mom was and never realized the worries...concerns...tears...and horrible heart ached of a Marine Mom until I became on almost two years ago!!! I am having one of those many tears for me today!! I love the picture of Billy...he is so handsome!! Iknow you can not wait until you can get your hands on him!! :)
    I hope you have a great day...LYLAS!!!!

  4. It's hard enough as a Marine wife. I can't imagine having a child as a Marine...