NICK
I stand alone in the kitchen with my mom next to me. I can feel her hand in my hand and she is holding it tight. This must be very difficult for her and she does not seem to stop crying. I knew it would be difficult to tell my mom that I am deploying but I did not know that it would take such a toll on me too.
It is difficult to see my mom like this. Right now, at this moment, the only family that she got is me and now I am also leaving her. I wish there was a way for me to stay home even if it was just for a little while but I do not have that luxury. I wish there was something that I could say that would make her feel better.
"Mom, I will be back again..."
Suddenly she looks at me with a frown on her face and says.
"My beautiful boy, you can not guarantee that. You do not know what is going to happen over there. You do not know if you going to come back alive"
