Monday, 17 September 2012

This young man is today in transit to Afghanistan on a six month deployment. He is my grandson and I know I won't rest until he comes home. So I have made a pact with myself. If Conor can serve in a war zone, I can work at getting myself sorted, physically, mentally, emotionally.

I know I have tried before, but I have never had a grandson at war before.  So this time will be different. When I am wanting to give up I will have his picture in front of me and that will spur me on.

I am doing this for ME, no one else, I don't care if anyone else is interested. This is me keeping strong for my daughter her family and her son.

3 comments:

PJ Geek said...

bless you, your family, and Conor.

Deb Willbefree said...

Oh, Sheilagh. I am a mother of sons. My younger son, who is now 36 years old, joined the army right out of high school, at the age of 18. He wanted to be a paratrooper.

I told him I'd buy him a car if he didn't go. He went anyway.

He got to jump out of airplanes--I was barely able to take a deep breath until he came back home.

There was no Afghanistan back then and I was still beside myself.

I will definitely be praying for him, and you.

Deb


Donna said...

Thinking of and praying for you, your family and Conor!