It feels like just yesterday that we were waiting for what felt like hours in a little room to watch Quincy swear in and "officially be on his way". We had to send him off in San Diego (since thats the recruiting office he used) so Terry, Gail and I made our way to M.E.P.S. and watched him swear in. Quincy was the only one in this group that was going Coast Guard, everyone else was Army and Air Force. When we got to go into the room all the guys were lined up like so:
Then a man came in and and led them in saying the following:
And of course they had to raise their right hand while doing so:
The man then gave the guys a little "pep talk" which of course choked me up!
Then we got to take pictures and congratulate him.
And finally we got to take him out for his last meal before boot camp and big surprise: he wanted SUSHI! The meal was great but I had to keep reminding myself to stay in the moment and enjoy it instead of thinking about the next 8 weeks of dinners without him.
The next morning we woke up at 4 a.m. and watched him get on a bus. It was rough. There were no tears but it was still rough. It felt surreal to be standing at the beginning of that 8 weeks but there was nothing to do but dive in. So he went off to boot camp in New Jersey and I went home to Penn Valley and the countdown began!
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