On January 18th, my son graduated from Marine Corps Boot Camp. This was a very stirring and patriotic ceremony. I cried the whole time. My husband thought I was nuts! I KNOW EVERY mom out there understands what I mean. Especially if you have a son in the military. When I look at David all I see is my baby. He's not even 19 yet! He's dressed up in this uniform and I swear he's playing dress up in his dad's clothes! He has this baby face that looks like he doesn't even shave. Now, by all rights...he's a trained killer. How do you reconcile these two pictures in your mind? He's off for 17 days, then will have to report for 52 more days of training. Training for what...I have no idea. David did not know for sure that I was coming to his graduation. When he saw me, that little face of his just lit up! I just sobbed! I was so overcome by emotion--I hadn't seen him for 7 months--he lives with his father in Alabama. I am so full of pride for him. By serving his country, he is making sacrifices that a lot of us will never know about. All so we can continue to live in a free country with free speech, and freedom of religion. What he is doing can cost him his life. That's what scares me the most. I have decided to turn him over to God. I know he will be taken care of. These are pics taken on Parris Island, SC. The girl in red is my daughter Leighsa with her son, Jacob.