
March 13, 2006
He has lived six months of his 21-year old life in a country not his own.
He has invested much and he is dedicated to the job the 2/6 has done.
He has signed over four years of his life to the United States Marine Corps. He has voluntarily given up the familiarity of Ohio, his family, his friends.
He now embraces another culture and has a new family--the Corps. His letters indicate a depth he didn't have before.
He is thoughtful in his writing and reaches out to "Ma" and "Pops" but his thoughts and ideas are his own now--no longer spoon fed.
He has questions I never dreamed of asking.
He's seen sights I can't imagine.
He's pushed himself in ways I've never stretched to reach.
I'm going to meet and greet a son in a little over a month--in may ways a son whom I don't know and have never met before.
But when I hug him, I'll know my son.
A war can't wipe away that.
Cathy DePew
"Blue Star in my Window" is a journal written by a Marine Mom during her son's first deployment to Iraq. This highly spiritual chronicle will make you laugh, cry, and wonder how she knew your thoughts and feeling!
He has invested much and he is dedicated to the job the 2/6 has done.
He has signed over four years of his life to the United States Marine Corps. He has voluntarily given up the familiarity of Ohio, his family, his friends.
He now embraces another culture and has a new family--the Corps. His letters indicate a depth he didn't have before.
He is thoughtful in his writing and reaches out to "Ma" and "Pops" but his thoughts and ideas are his own now--no longer spoon fed.
He has questions I never dreamed of asking.
He's seen sights I can't imagine.
He's pushed himself in ways I've never stretched to reach.
I'm going to meet and greet a son in a little over a month--in may ways a son whom I don't know and have never met before.
But when I hug him, I'll know my son.
A war can't wipe away that.
Cathy DePew
"Blue Star in my Window" is a journal written by a Marine Mom during her son's first deployment to Iraq. This highly spiritual chronicle will make you laugh, cry, and wonder how she knew your thoughts and feeling!
God bless our sons and daughters, and the proud, noble work they do!
