
I finally got a moment to myself-husband gone, dogs already fed and walked and quiet. It's nice. Well, Patrick left for Quantico(?) Saturday and today was his first day of training. He is very much in my thoughts. I really did not want him to go. I really just want him to be home. But he is a Marine and he has to do what is expected. I have to remind myself that he wanted this-it is his life. And he, along with a lot of other men and women, puts it on the line everyday for us, his country and way of life. Freedom would not be ours if some body had not fought for it. Freedom is never free-it has been hard won. And my son is one those who keeps it that way and I am extremely proud of him. But I'm his mom and I am selfish and I just want him home. So shot me.
Sent in another resume and answered some pre-interview questions. Tomorrow I will do it again. I found a WFH position for someone to create Bible trivia questions-not sure what for-but thought I might look into it. It pays $.50 a question. Who knows. Might be something to it. Might not. I'll find out.
Oh no, House is on. Sorry folks-gotta go. Good night.
So much for you to be proud of. My dad is buried at Quantico cementary. It has been a while since I have been there. HOUSE is AWESOME!
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