Its tough to be a Military Mom

My son is home for a visit. His last stop before Iraq. I can't begin to express the hurt and pain I feel every time I think of him in a foreign country so filled with hate for Americans. Being a Military Mom is tough. All through life you are there to protect your children. Then, you come to a point (or realization) that you have to put it in God's hands. The thought of someone pointing a gun at my child makes me terrified. Not to mention, the thought of him pointing a gun at someone else. How do you ever heal from something like that? Steven has always been a fighter. He tells me he isn't scared but I know him too well. If he had to take someone else's life, he would never be the same. The military trains our children to be killers, and to defend our country at all costs. When its your child going to battle, something in the translation changes. I'm proud to be an American and I back my son and our military 100%. Its just amazing that the majority of the children going there are between the ages of 18 and 21. These are kids right out of high school. I was surprised at Boot camp when I seen the number of kids graduating each day. I wondered, how many of them will actually see battle and if they do, how many will come home?Having a discussion with my son about his life insurance was not an easy one. He is only 20. A "Will" or life insurance policy should be the last thing on his mind. How do you do that with your child and not be affected? It is what it is and I have to be strong for my son. I'm not quite sure how to conclude this posts as I have found my face covered in tears. So I will simply say, keep Steven Woodall in your prayers. Every little bit helps.