My Son

On May 16, 1987 I gave birth to a 6lb, 6oz baby boy. As most anyone reading this blog that is a parent will concur, that day and the days to follow are filled with extreme joy, undying love and an abundance of promise for the future. 

Through the years this sweet baby grew and changed to become a teenager with his own thoughts, dreams, and goals for the future. Then one day that very teenager confessed to me he would like to join the military. Speaking those words stopped me dead in my tracks and my heart skipped a beat (ok maybe skipped many beats)!  As a parent, I knew then and still believe now, there is nothing more admirable than to have my child voluntarily choose to serve his country, yet deep down inside that fear of loss both then and now, ways heavily on my heart...

Discussion of joining the military ensued and life continued on the path that I had envisioned for him.   High school graduation followed with several college attempts without completing a degree. Next was the idea that a career type job would fulfill him as he pursued a career in the retail vitamin/supplement industry. After several years he still felt he wanted or needed something else, not really knowing what that something is/was. We all surmised, surely a move to another state where his older sister was residing would help him find himself as he began a career in the golf industry (one of his true passions) and this would be the answer. Again, not finding the right fit, he moved to south Florida enrolling in the PGM program and working again in the golf profession, but once again this wasn't the answer. His most recent change was a move back to Michigan to reconnect with his friends, convinced this would help him figure out his life path at age 28, right?  Wrong, he was still unsatisfied and still continuing to immerse himself in military research, movies, readings, news, etc. Then one day in December 2015 I received his call with the news that he was joining the Marine Corps. After more than 10 years of searching for a life path, I now believe he has finally found it, and so begins the

 Yellow Footprints on my Heart  

Photo: RecruitParents.com

This blog will serve as an informational tool for family and friends who wish to follow Trent's journey through boot camp and beyond as begins as a recruit and earns the title of a United States Marine.