Brandon's in the Army

It's been awhile since I've blogged. Since the last blog, Brandon has enlisted in the army. I've always known this day one come. From the time he was 3 years old he has talked of being in the army. He loved reading Hardy Boys and read them hundreds of times. This just reinforced his love for doing deeds that bring about good for others. Some have asked if this has been hard for me. I must admit that when he was sworn in, I cried. I don't know if I cried because it was now official, or if I cried because I was so proud of him. (Probably a little of both.) No mother wants their son to be in harms way, but I have learned from having four sons that they are often in harms way. They have stories that really concern some when they hear them. But the bottom line is that this really hasn't been that hard for me. I am convinced that this is the will of God for Brandon; and if it had not been, it just wouldn't have been that difficult for God to keep him home. He is excited. This is something that's been missing from his life for some time. First time he told me he had changed his plans of working for the FBI to becoming a banking man, I knew it wouldn't work. A mom knows her son. It didn't take long before his banking days became almost impossible for him to bear. His good friend, Mike, came home from the military for a visit and I could see it in Brandon's eyes. The bug was back and it had bitten. From that day my Brandon's love of life returned. I look forward to him fulfilling his dreams. As a mom I pray for two things: for the salvation of my sons, and for them to be happy. My Brandon is happy!!