Pride

There's a kind of pride. You don't know it until you KNOW it. It's not a halfway thing. I think everybody who has somebody special in the military will understand what I'm saying. Yes, I'm proud of my dog when she doesn't pee on the floor. I'm proud of those kiddos when they do something new. But this is something special.


I just got back onto Facebook and a lot of big military related things are going on right now. One just got a ship date. One was recently home for boot leave. One is graduating this weekend. I am reminded of that overwhelming sense of pride each time I see somebody celebrating a milestone in their military journey.


Anybody that knows me, knows this hasn't been an easy journey for me. I struggle with it fairly often, but I wouldn't trade a day of it for anything. There is so much pride for that boy and everything he has accomplished so far. I'm proud of him for completing boot camp and getting meritoriously promoted. I'm proud of him finishing MCT with all of his body parts. I'm proud of him for staying on top of his school work.

I'm one proud girlfriend.