Is today perfect?
Alas no, because youngest son is still on active service in Afghanistan handing over to the Marines who are due to replace 3 Rifles in Sangin. The return home of the Regiment will be staggered and hopefully all will return safely.
Well that's the prayer anyway.
Was mulling over the last six months with the NNF and why it is that the last two weeks are so very hard to handle, and decided that all the angst and concern of the whole tour is now condensed into the final fourteen days.
So near and yet so very, very far indeed.
H home and really good fun, the day spectacularly sunny and warm and my nice new friend is with us celebrating H's birthday. I am sitting in my chair next to the window wearing H's cap and he's trying to cajole me into sewing all the buttons onto his tropical uniform.
Surprise gathering in the local pub for H and he hasn't got a clue but thinks everyone doesn't care about his birthday which is exactly the opposite of the case. Those who love him will be with him dv, and then he's off to the US of A in the morning.
Meatballs and pasta cooking for NNF and I before the pub. H here and waiting for best friend to arrive from Brighton and he's in the Times on line. R just popped home and arranging the evening's merriment. C rang to wish happy birthday and H missed his call.
Fellow soldier's Mum clingling on too.
Please Lord bring them home.
Speak soon. A soldier's Mum x
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