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“Hooah” from Fort Benning
By Brandy Lewis

It was hard on us in the beginning, but we supported Cade every step of the way. He had received a college scholarship but it was clear his mind was made up.  Army Infantry Airborne, or as I put it, jumping out of planes with a gun is what he had chosen.  We had two months after graduation to spend as much time as we could with him before his room sat empty.

Lots of family time was spent in those months but the day still came. We went out for breakfast because I wasn't going to send my son off hungry. We drove him to the recruiters office who was going to transport him to Columbus. We would meet him there the following day to swear in.

Four a.m. wake up call and we scrambled out of the house.  I wanted to be early and see him as much as I could.

We found him right away and I didn't want to leave his side. The inevitable was coming. His group was the last to swear in and our eyes filled with tears of joy and proud hearts of the choice Cade had just made. He now belonged to the U.S. government and wasn't my little boy anymore, he was now Private Cade Carter United States Army.

We all met at the airport where his plane had a long delay. His twin twelve year old sisters rough housed with him for what may be the last time ever.  We watched them all be kids and say their own good byes.

I was a good mom.  All the raw emotion that had built up inside of me,  I held it until we left. His dad and I could have lost it at any moment.

Once we arrived home, I went into his room and all the gut wrenching emotion flowed out.  No more communication with him.  No loud obnoxious music from the stereo. Just too much quiet and an empty heart, I felt lost.

We had been told when he reached Georgia we would get a phone call to know he made it there safe.  That call came at 1:36 in the morning, hours after he was supposed to be there. My sleepy hands fumbled with the phone and missed the call.

Never had I felt like a worse parent.  Later, I would find out how much he was already missing me and how badly he wanted me to answer that phone.

It was a long week of silence not knowing what he was going through but imagining the worst. They call it reception and it is about as bad as it gets. Finally, a letter comes and I couldn't wait to open it.  I would find no joy in this letter.

Cade wrote,  “I should have never gone into the military...I could be home safe  and  sound.”           

He told us over and over again how much he missed us but did say he would call that Thursday, so I had something to look forward to.

From the day he entered reception until he went to basic training was nine days and he wrote us every single day. The letters were getting better. He even drew a picture of his bald burnt head from the sun. He was slowly acquiring pieces of his uniform and was excited to get his boots and finally the last piece, his dog tags.

Then one day he called. Nothing could prepare me for what was to come.  He cried the whole time and told me how much he loved us and how much he missed us.  Then he had to go. It was nice to hear his voice but heartbreaking to hear him cry.

The next day was my worst military experience yet.

We received our scripted phone call.  I had no warning what a scripted phone call was so I wasn't prepared. He called and talked as fast as he could while crying so hard I couldn't understand a word he had said.  Then click, he was gone and I didn't have time to say a word. I know it meant he was at basic training safe but that didn't  make it easier. 

He had written a letter to us that day also. He had enjoyed the conversation the day before with me and all of the encouraging words I had too say.

First day at basic and he says, “I feel like I'm truly holding my own now. It really gave me the extra confidence today to hear the encouraging words you gave me.  I love you!”

It was a long nine days for us as a family, but he had made it in and is preparing to conquer this journey that has been laid before him.  #ARMYSTRONG


 
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