I was in San Diego this past weekend for Ethan’s basketball tournament. Gabby and Tony stayed behind because of his work schedule and her hatred for sitting through basketball games.
Tony called me while I was there to let me know that we had received a letter from Andrew. I was disappointed I wasn’t there to read it with my own eyes, but was thrilled to finally hear from him.
My husband read the letter to me over the phone. He opened up about how he was feeling emotionally. That was tough to hear, but he knew things weren’t going to be easy when he signed up for this. He also informed me that he’s still sick, although he never mentioned what kind if sickness he’s experiencing. In less than a month, he’s already lost fifteen pounds. That is shocking to me, considering he was not overweight to begin with.
I will continue to write to him every single day for the remaining 59 days because I need for my son to know every single day that we are thinking of him, that we miss him, but mostly that we are proud of him and that we love him.
I put this picture in the mail for him today. I hope it makes him smile.