Just a couple of weeks ago my nephew finished his basic training with the U.S. Army reserves. I took a few days off from my regular job to be at his ceremony and hopefully take some good pictures of him as he starts down a new path in his life. I was so proud! Proud of his accomplishment. Proud of all that it means for him, because getting to this point in his life was dire struggle. Proud of him...as a man. This was something that HE did. It wasn't anyone else accomplishing this goal, but Ryan owns it. He lives with honor. When I saw him, he held his head high! He stood with pride. He stood as a man with the reward that HE has earned. HE climbed the mountain. HE fought through pain, struggle, the distance of family, friends and all things familiar. Hooah!
And whenever I think about all that God has brought him out of, the man he is becoming, I weep. I am weeping as I write this.
Ryan - you are an inspiration to me! I mean that with everything in my heart. If you could feel how my heart is swollen with pride as I think about you, (what you've been through, and who you are becoming) you would begin to know how much I love you.
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