Tuesday, December 9, 2008

I'm going to be quiet for a few days.

Eric -My beautiful Eric with the black eyes and black hair and quick smile;
Eric who loved wrestling and was Number 42 on the football team;
Eric with the really big feet who always sleeps with the covers wrapped around his head, mummy style;
Eric who loves jokes and trying out new high falutin' vocabulary words;
Eric who could eat seven pounds of shepherd's pie all by himself but really favors Portuguese food and Klondike bars;
Eric who loved the girl next door so much that when she didn't love him back, he enlisted in the Army;
Eric who has already served two TWO tours of duty with the U.S. Army in Iraq and by the grace of all the goddesses came home physically intact;

My Eric left yesterday for a year in Afghanistan. Crap. Shit. Goddammit all to Hell. If I captured alll my tears and put them in a tub, I could drown George W. Bush. And I would smile doing it.

Today I put the little light up in the window for the third time - not to be extinguished until he comes home - and I need to be quiet with myself for a little while.


Dawn Fortune said...

my heart is with you. May he return safely and soon.

Anonymous said...

My thoughts are with you both. Return safely Eric.

Iris E. said...

I'll be holding your boy in the light.

Libby's Library said...

I am so,so,so sorry. But, what a wonderful man you have raised...that he cares so much that he would put his life in continued danger. I promise that I will keep you and your son in my prayers.