Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Two More Weeks

I was texting C yesterday. He's now back with the marines which is what it is. I wasn't happy when he joined the marines but that's his decision and I must respect it. The problem is that he got in trouble right away when he arrived. They told him at bootcamp that he wasn't supposed to get married on his ten day leave. Oops. Now he isn't allowed to start his next step in training for two more weeks. This means he has to stay two weeks longer! You may be thinking: well, what's two weeks when he signed up for four years?

Two weeks is a big deal! That's two weeks that G will miss his dad. That's two weeks of milestones for A that he'll miss. That's two weeks I won't get to hug him or kiss him. Two weeks can be a very long time when you are missing so much.

This is so uncool for the marines to do this. He got married! It's not like he got arrested. In the real world, this is something to celebrate, not punish him for. He isn't some kid who got married to someone he barely knows. He's twenty-five and we've known each other for five years. He made an adult decision and they grounded him for it. Ugh, this is yet another reason I wish he hadn't enlisted.

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