Last week was hard…very hard. Hell Week at VMI concluded the Sunday before, and I was relieved that Tommy was at least past that step. Classes were set to start, and on the first day, there was bit of a snag. I tried to help Tommy but ended up making things worse. I felt terrible.
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Tommy, my oldest, matriculated at VMI this last Saturday. To say it was an emotional day would be an understatement. He was about to embark on the hardest, most challenging thing he’s ever done in his life so far—possibly ever. We all knew this going into it. The program is designed to find people’s limits and push them past them.
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As you know from my At the End Was a Rainbow post, my oldest son, Tommy, will be attending VMI this fall. The school’s tagline is “No ordinary college. No ordinary life.” And the journey he’s about to embark on is anything but ordinary.
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Hello, friend. It’s been a while. A long while. The last time I posted anything was the beginning of 2024 right after my breast cancer scare. Not too long after that, I had a pinched nerve that left me incapacitated for about two months. Then Thomas had his own cancer scare—thankfully, like mine, it ended up also being benign. As the holidays in the latter part of 2024 approached, I was ready to put the year of unfathomable challenges behind us and welcome a new year with a fresh start. Little did I know they were only a warmup for what was to come.
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