This time tomorrow, I’ll be sitting in bleachers watching M and his basketball team play just a few miles south of here. Cheering from the bleachers or standing on the sidelines while watching him play a sport, is something I’ve done hundreds of times. But tonight, it sure doesn’t feel like it’s just any game popping up on our calendar for tomorrow night.
My mother’s heart is feeling plenty of different emotions, and I can explain
two of them easily…
~ The Nerves…They must be the result of our last exchange just moments before Christmas Furlough ended. (Those final minutes in our kitchen before he went back to school were brutal.) I know he’s angry, frustrated, and confused by my actions. I’m nervous because I hope the night goes well for him.
~ The Enthusiasm…I know the eagerness and excitement comes from the simple
fact that I love him.
I love you, M, and I can’t wait to see you play tomorrow night.