I haven't really cried in a while. Then all of the sudden this flood of emotion comes over me.
It will be a year since I have seen my son, by the time I get to see him again.

It floods me with emotion. I can't believe that much time can escape and I'm helpless to stop it.
My heart aches.
It kind of reminds me of when you lose a loved one. That feeling of the world carrying on without you.
People pass me in the grocery store but they don't even know what I feel. Then I want to just shout it over the loud speaker, MY SON IS IN AFGHANISTAN!!!!! Not for anyone to feel sorry for me or even to stop and say anything to me. I just want us all to remember that, the distracted lady in the syrup isle thats in your way, may have a kid in Afghanistan or may have just lost her mother to Breast cancer, Or any number of situations.

Lets not always jump to the conclusion that the crazy lady at the club that always has her cell phone with her, is just addicted to phone calls. Perhaps she is waiting for her son to call her from over seas. Maybe her husband that is on a mission in Iraq has not called for 2 months.
Maybe shes not crazy. Maybe shes waiting.
Waiting for the call that makes her day!
Waiting for the smile she has longed to see for a year.

So instead of judging the person in the car in front of you, or the lady at the club, or the one in the syrup isle that annoying you cuz she doesn't seem to be able to make a decision, pray for her.

It might be you thats distracted soon enough.