Having been unfamiliar with the United States Naval EOD (Explosive Ordnance Disposal) until recently, my daughter has excitedly informed me and her father that she has been accepted into this prestigious program.
“The United States Navy Explosive Ordnance Disposal technicians render safe all types of ordnance, including improvised, chemical, biological, and nuclear. [Ordnance is artillery; all weapons and ammunition used in warfare.] The technicians perform land and underwater location, identification, render-safe, and recovery (or disposal) of foreign and domestic ordnance [aka: bombs].” (http://en.wikipedia.org) If you are a parent, would not such facts raise hairs on the back of your neck?!
“What do you think? How do you feel about this?’ have been the first remarks from others. Well, I have always been excited when she was excited, happy when she is happy, etc. That hasn’t changed and never will. After all, one of my life-time duties as a mother is to pray and then be concerned on the verge of worrying. I accept that she always wanted to enter a U. S. military organization; I accept that she is mature enough to make her own decisions without regret; I know that she is an extremely intelligent young woman, empowered with already having made mature and lifetime decisions. She is responsible, she is dependable. She is all good things. She is my heart. She is my daughter.
It is my selfishness that would hold her back and I will not allow that to happen. It is my selfish love that does not want to be without her for years at a time. With all this in and on my mind, I wanted to share – vent – with you, dear readers.
Simply and unending, God Bless our Military, their Families that stand FOR each end every soldier, with each and every Citizen of these United States. Amen.
A. K. Buckroth. MA, Author, www.mydiabeticsoul.com