And me? Yes, I have mixed emotions about such an endeavour. I'm scared, so very scared. I'm hopeful, so very hopeful. I'm proud, so very proud. But I know, no matter what, I will support and encourage him in all he wants to do. I look at the possibility of joining the British Navy as a way to utilise and enhance his skills. I look at this as a chance to make his mark in the world, rise above all that has caused him pain and learn to smile again.
On Thursday morning, I gazed out the front door and reflected back on the day before. Maybe it was the start of a new dream that set sail upon the seas of contentment. As the sun began to rise in the Navy blue skies, I smiled and I cried.