I'm archiving every email he sends me. It totally amazes me that he grew up in my household. LOL.
We fought tooth and toe-nail during his high school years. He was a rebellious little sucker. I tried being patient because him and his brothers and sisters only ended up with me because of some family problems . . . so he had a reason to be a bit rebellious. But, Lord, was it a struggle.
Then . . . I see the man he's turned into and I swell up with so much pride I'm about to burst. I don't know how he did it . . . but he's become a young man anyone would be proud of to have as a son. Or a nephew.
Unbeknownst to him, I'm also communicating with his enlisted superior. My nephew will tell me nothing about any particulars . . . but this other fellow is a bit more open. I hope to one day put all this correspondence up on a website somewhere . . . so that those of us who sleep comfortable at night in our safe, warm beds can truly appreciate the efforts of our fighting men and women.
Their selflessness inspires me every day.