Today I was at Trader Joe's getting some final food items that Drake may want in Poland (we've heard they don't have peanut butter -- I'm pretty sure they don't have cheese puffs, too). As always, I was talking to the cashier, telling him about what was going on in my life, or more accurately, what was going to be happening in Drake's life. After briefly hearing why Drake was going to Poland for two years and what life in Poland may be like, the cashier said to me, "Your son must have a lot of courage." So I pondered that statement as I left the store and realized this WAS quite a journey Drake was about to take. It would take much courage and great faith. I thought, that as a mother, I also must have that faith -- I'm not sure if I'm courageous or not, but I am relying on my faith in Jesus Christ to know that Drake will be okay while he's gone. And like I told him when he first got his call, "Drake, you will never be the same and neither will Poland." Farewell, my Drakeybake!
|Everyone showing their love for Drake (and my HUGE eye peeking out in the background!)|