Our American Hero
By Lisa Jobes, November 17, 2008
Twenty four years ago on March 4, 1985 a baby boy was born into this world bringing much joy and happiness to his parents. The typical youth events were in his life, such as losing his first tooth, his first puppy, going to his first dance and graduating from high school. Yes, life was normal for this boy who had brown hair and blue eyes. Just a simple boy of a simple life, born into a simple family.
Like all parents, as the boy grew they planned on him going through school, graduating from both high school and college. They planned on him moving out of the house and into his own place. Whether it be an apartment or starter home. It didn’t matter if it was to be done as a single man or as a newly married, it was just the plan that he would grow up and move on through life. But never did his parents anticipate that our great nation would have turmoil that would soon affect their lives. Never did they plan that their son would soon not only move out of the house, move out of the state, that he would move out of the country.
It was a little over one year ago those same parents said good bye to their only son. They watched him board the bus that would take him away, far far away. It would take him to a location where he would eventually get on a plane along with hundreds of other sons and daughters, husbands, mothers, brothers sisters, all being someone’s loved one.
So for over a year, every night a prayer was placed to our God above for the safety of one boy, now a man. No it was said for many, not just one. But it was asked that God would please just bring him home…..alive. That’s a mothers prayer.