I couldn’t be more excited… well, yes I can. I have two more children’s books in the production line, if I completed them; I’d be ecstatic. Ah, let me restart this… I am really excited to say that the book I’ve been writing for the last, ah four months has reached its conclusion. Mommy’s in the Military is short. Only 16 pages, but it has gone every which way but head first into file 13.
Parental separation is a consistent situation in America. With the chaos overseas and in the middle-east, I’m lucky. Surprised, but lucky that no one in my immediate family is going through this right now. My niece’s son joined the military and reported when he graduated from high school, So, to say that I’ve experienced what my antagonist has gone through is false. But I have witnessed the pain that a child feels when a parent leaves for deployment. The bravery a small tyke goes through when mom/dad walks away from him/her to join up with their crew, is heart twisting.
And then, the words like an arrow through your heart; “How come I can’t go?” Or “How come I have to stay here?” And the (knock you to the floor) killer, “What did I do? I’ll fix it. I promise. Just don’t go. Please.” And, if they’ve grasped the situation just enough, they ask, “How long are you gonna be gone?” “Can you call me?”
But go, they do. It’s not a request. Orders from the military aren’t a maybe or, “hey, when you get a chance, pop on down, would ya?”
I love this country. We do what we can to keep our country free and safe.
I look at my sweet grand-babies and realize the years have flown.
When these two graciously joined our family, we waved the ‘1900’s’ a favorable farewell, and the ‘2000’ a curious welcome. The computer age was tip toeing into the Y2K. How would the Millennium go? The economy needed a medical injection of jobs. And we had elected George W. Bush over Al Gore.
The Concorde crashed in France. The tires of Air France Flight 4590 hit a metal object on the runway during the flights take off at the Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris.
The summer Olympics were held in Sydney, Australia. Tiger Woods was the youngest player to win the Grand Slam in golf and the Mad Cow Disease caused alarm in Europe because of the increase in occurrences in America. But, the most tragic incident to happen was on September 11th, 2001, just 5 months short of America hosting the winter Olympics in Utah, three buildings were brought down by terrorists, determined to kill as many Americans as possible. Two planes flew into two of the World Trade buildings in New York City and another flew into part of the Pentagon, in Washington D.C. Along with United Airlines 93. It crashed into a field in Somerset County, Pennsylvania, during an attempt by the passengers and crew to regain control over four terrorists.
Approximately 2,296 deaths took place that day. What a horrible act to take against innocent people. The terrorists tell us its in the name of their Al Qeada. They’re lacking intelligence, unfortunately.