Stacy posted a comment to my About Face post --- she explained how "we" feel far better than I ever could. Hopefully she won't mind me posting this on my blog.
Thank you Stacy.
"I might be opening up a can of worms here, but here it goes.
It is a different fear that we as parents feel, a different kind of missing them, a different kind of aching in our hearts, a different kind of mourning, a different kind of waiting and waiting on that phone that doesn't ring much because they have spouses and children that they must call before they call parents, but most of all it's a different kind of love that will never change no matter what.
A parent's love can never be measured. We love unconditionally.It's all in the same category, we suffer just like they do. I was fortunate that when my son went to Iraq, I was the one that he always called first and I was the one that he stopped what he was doing whenever he saw me come online, just to talk to me.
It's different but the same. Just one MOM's opinion. Hope I don't make any enemies."