When my son, Joe was deployed to Iraq in 2004, he wrote us a heartfelt letter after the loss of one of his fellow soldiers and several of his own brushes with death. A part of the letter said:
I think a lot of nights, restless nights, of the days to come. I ponder and daydream of the good and the bad and the anxiety weighs on me like a ton of bricks. Will I make it back? Will I be so different from when I left? What will I do with my life? Will I be successful? Will I be happy?
I answered him back: I will dance at your wedding and sing lullabies to your children. Joe made it back in 2005. My wedding prediction came true. I danced at his wedding.
Now, it is with great joy that I ask you to join me in celebrating the birth of my new grandson. Thank God for our blessings. Congratulations to my son and his amazing wife, Katie. I composed a lullaby and I will sing to baby Joey.
Love You More Than You Know 
What a beautiful story! It will give hope to others. And, now he has a son. How wonderful. You certainly are one lucky grandmother — you’ve had a so many new grandbabies in recent years.
Thank you, Pat! There is nothing better than holding a baby! 🙂
Beautiful post, with a great happy ending, I wish you both the best!
Awesome! Great to hear! Congratulations on the baby as well!
Beautiful story. I remember sending letters like that back home when I was overseas. Sometimes you just lose your vision of the future and it’s hard to see beyond the muck and mire of war that’s in front of you. I’m sure your words helped him to see through all the grime.
Thank you Michael for your service. Many blessings and peace to you.