|Aaron taking a final bow during his |
last drama performance. Yes, I cried.
Without getting too personal because blogs like that make me uncomfortable, this is how I'm feeling. In some strange way, it seems as if nothing happened because so much happened and it's just too hard to process. It's postpartum depression minus the baby. I scarce can take it all in.
|The Class Crest of 2012|
|Nate and I after the graduation parade. |
I really loved that shining brass buckle. Very shiny. ;)
|It sure seems like these cadets don't |
realize what a huge day this is for me
and all the rest of the 2012 USMA parents!
Cadets are still in these rooms, I thought to myself. They are busy doing things, I mused, but strangely, my boy is no longer there. How could that be??? His (and thusly my) 47 month journey had ended just hours before and everyone had seemingly moved on. Nate was ready. I guess I was not.
|The Hubs and I during Ring Weekend |
standing in front of Nate's barracks.
As the Hubs kept his eyes on the road, I couldn't help but reach out and grab that little West Point with my fingers. Between my thumb and my pointer finger, I held West Point there as long as I could before we passed it by. I can never grasp what this place has meant to my OS or to me.
|Majestic - Washington Hall|
|My boy, that uniform, what memories|
I'd love to hear from you if you can relate. West Point mom or not, you might empathize. Thanks for listening...