Jake walking out, the last time we will see him until October.
One final hug for Grandma
Jake does not smile in pictures, but for 430 am the day you are leaving, I guess this is good.
A very sleepy me, trying to figure out my moms camera, eating donuts, and trying to hold back the tears.
We all met at Grandma's house at about 430 am waiting for his recruiter to pick him up. Not the happiest day by a long shot in my life, I am proud of him but so very sad he is gone. We are praying he is learning what he needs to get out of it. Hoping he knows how very loved he is.
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