I'm a single mother of one, by Gods decision. Over the last 6 years I have realized why he gave me a son, instead of the daughter I thought I wanted. He joined the Army in 2000, at 18. Against everything in me, I had to let go. At least there was no war, THEN. I had my favorite army picture of him put on a blouse with these words, "My Pride, My Joy, My Life, My Boy". Tho' he acted embarrassed the first time he saw me wear it, the next time, he asked where it was? That's My Son!
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