I, (NAME), do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; and that I will obey the orders of the President of the United States and the orders of the officers appointed over me, according to regulations and the Uniform Code of Military Justice.
So help me God.
|My husband, at Officer Training School, having sworn to live a life of integrity first, service before self, and excellence in all he does.|
These days ~ they have been raw.
Yesterday Ken swore Thomas on to active duty status.
Thomas lifted his hand to mirror his father’s,
and became part of the 1% of our nation’s people
to actively participate in blanketing America in freedom through military service.
|This is what it looks like right after witnessing your first-born son take the first steps in your legacy.|
|We all lead others...little brothers, who celebrate the witness of manhood, come.|
We took him to the airport in Frankfurt, Germany this morning. He’s flying right now over the Atlantic, jetting a line to Dallas, Texas and a final destination of San Antonio, where training begins at the airport with the warm welcome by the Training Instructors.
I won’t hear from him for days. Or not at all. His dad is the reliable phone call. With the time difference of 7 hours and his dad’s 24/7 mandatory wearing of the “baby” ~ his work cell phone ~ we’ve instructed him to call dad’s phone with his two minute allotted phone call. It's probably best anyway. I'm doing my best not to think of the tools used in these next several weeks to sharpen my son. They will be good ones, but mamas struggle with our kids pain, even when it refines, right?