Today's the day

I just called mom and asked if she got dad off okay. She had to get him to his plane so he could fly to Indiana, then Germany, then Kosovo (not all today...but over the next week or so...) He'll be gone for a year. She said unfortunately yes and told me that she had been "ballin'" all morning. I asked her if she was okay and she started crying...she said lets just not talk about it... so I left it at that.

It hadnt really hit me "sad factor" wise until I heard my mom cry on the other end of the phone. Now I'm kind of bummed. My dad has been stoked about this mission for some time now...so I have to keep that in mind and not be selfish...because he is in essence doing what he loves.