As we all sat in front of the tv last evening, the kids included, my mind couldn't help but wander to the last time war started over there. Kirk was only an infant and the whole idea of war really rattled me. I even wrote about it in his baby book. I glanced over to Kirk last evening, now 13, and tried to answer his questions the best I could. I am saddened even more now than I was 12 years ago. My son understands the concept of 'war' and knows that there will be casualities. Things have changed so much, in the world and in my own family, yet some things are still the same. I can only pray that history doesn't repeat itself and I am not once again watching war unfold on the televsion years from now....years when my son will be old enough to be in the service. I hope this time, it is for good.....
I didn't expect anything different from him....I'm just praying for all our troups and their families and for the innocent civilians that are going to suffer at this point.
Nope never a doubt in my mind either. What hurts me the most is that J.C. is terrified. One minute he is asking what it means and the next he doesn't want to talk about it.