NewsChannel5 Sales Marketing manager and Marine mom Phyllis Sossi continues her blog about what it means to have a son in the Marines. You can send your comments to sossi@newsnet5.com.

July 25

Other people look at the recently discharged and think “they must be so happy to be out,” like it’s been a prison sentence. Well, getting out isn’t necessarily a cause for celebration.

Think about it. For the entire time someone is in the military, virtually everything is taken care of for them. They have a roof over their heads, food in their stomach, medical care should they need it and a job to do every day. After they get discharged, they’re on their own…for everything.

Often times it’s a source of huge anxiety. Depending on what their MOS (military occupational specialty – job) was, it may or may not perfectly transfer into the civilian world.

What about using their GI Bill for school? Do you know that only about 8% of discharged military use their GI Bill in full? And more than 40% never use any portion of it? When I heard that statistic, I was astounded! But, if you think about it, someone who is recently discharged from the military is not a traditional student. They may only be 22 years old, but think of what they’ve experienced in the past four years.

Imagine a recently discharged Marine sitting in English 101 next to an 18-year-old who can only think of what party they’re going to Saturday night. Worse, the 18-year-old who wants to know how many people the Marine killed while he was deployed.

I recently met a professor from Cleveland State University, John Schupp, who has taken this challenge to heart. Although not a Vet himself, he is passionate about helping our discharged military feel comfortable in the classroom, and use the GI Bill dollars that they earned. He has created a program called SERV (Supportive Education for the Returning Veteran,) that he is trying to roll out to any college or university in the country that will consider it. He also worked with Senator Sherrod Brown to draft a SERV Bill, which is now before Congress as part of the higher education bill. If passed, it will provide dollars to any college or university that is willing to adopt the SERV program.

SERV addresses every issue that a recently discharged Veteran may face when attempting to go to college. It utilizes a one-on-one approach to help them apply and register for classes. It creates sections of entry-level classes (English 101, Chemistry 101, History 101, Math 101) that are only open to Vets – everyone in that section will be discharged military – no traditional students allowed! It helps them find part-time employment. It creates a Vets’ lounge on campus, so they have somewhere to go to be with others who understand them. Finally, it arranges with Veterans’ Service Organizations to be on campus one day a week – accessible to the Vets should they need help with something.

So far, SERV exists at Cleveland State University. Cuyahoga Community College has a similar program and is also very understanding of the issues that Vets face on the college campus. Beyond those two, Ohio colleges and universities have not yet begun to embrace the Vet.

Stephen contacted Ohio State immediately after he was discharged, and was turned off by the run-around he experienced. He ended up taking a full-time job in the Washington DC area, but does plan to go back to school within the next couple of years. Hopefully by then, many campuses will have adopted the SERV program and he’ll feel welcome.

Accommodating Veterans on college campuses has to be more than gladly cashing their GI Bill checks. Colleges must recognize and understand the special needs recently-discharged Veterans have, and put programs and services in place to address them.

I encourage you to help convince colleges and universities to embrace SERV. Please contact John Schupp directly at j.schupp@csuohio.edu, thank him for his commitment to our kids and see what you can do to help get SERV rolled out to the college or university near you.

A Marine officer once told me he learned a long time ago never to get in the way of a Marine Mom who wants something...let's make this happen!!

July 7

As you know, last Friday was the 4th of July.

There’s no doubt about it, when you have a loved one serving in the military…or ever have had one serve…your sense of patriotism is greatly heightened. Last Friday I took a walk throughout the community where I live…a suburb about 25 miles outside of downtown. I was appalled at the lack of American flags! I remember when I was a child, the 4th of July was a big event. We carefully took the flag out of the closet and hung it up, careful not to let it touch the ground. My parents would tell us about the flag and why it was so important to hang it up.

I was saddened by the fact that children today probably have no sense of the importance of remembering and treasuring our freedom. They’ve never known anything else.

A lot of people say they’re against the war, but support the troops. Is that just lip service because it sounds good? How many people stopped to think about the troops on the 4th? Did they stop and think about how they’re now surviving in temperatures in excess of 110° on a daily basis? How they’re surviving amid fierce sand storms? Stephen told me the sand feels like little hot pins as it hits your skin, and the storms are so excessive there’s nowhere you can escape them.

I know hanging a flag outside doesn’t change all that. But perhaps it would have reminded everyone how lucky we are to live freely…and how not everyone shares that same fortune. Maybe it would have caused people to stop and think about the war this country waged back in the late 18th century in order to get that freedom. And maybe, just maybe, it would have led people to say a little prayer for those Americans in far away lands who are putting their lives on the line to help others enjoy freedom.

June 26

My son Stephen officially completed his enlistment in the United States Marine Corps on May 15th. This was a big day for him, and for me too.

They say once a Marine, always a Marine…does the same hold true for Marine Moms? I feel like it does. I still feel like my “sons” and “daughters” are in harm’s way, and every time I hear of a Marine casualty I hold my breath…that hasn’t changed. I don’t think it ever will. I am always scouring the aisles of the stores for great care package finds and I’m still making almost weekly trips to the post office to remind other deployed Marines that we're thinking about them.

The other day, Stephen and I were talking about what he got out of his enlistment…the training, the friendships, the discipline. Truth is his enlistment also altered my life forever. I’ve made friends I never would have made, and experienced emotions I never would have experienced. I’ve felt a sense of patriotism I had never known, and got my priorities in line.

What am I going to do with all those Marine Mom t-shirts? And you should see my car! But I just can’t bring myself to take that Marine Mom license plate frame and decal off just yet. Maybe I don’t have to…after all, if Stephen is always a Marine, then I guess I will always be a Marine Mom, right?

My greatest joy these days is helping another parent make sense out of their child wanting to enlist in the military. I’ve found that I’m able to help them see what only another military parent can understand. I feel honored when another mom reaches out to me, unable to wrap her arms around the thought of her child volunteering to put themselves in harm's way...asking me why would he want to do that?

So, I am going to continue with this blog. I’m very involved with the Marines locally, and I still have lots to say about being a military parent, so please stay tuned. Stephen is now dealing with the challenge of transitioning to civilian life, which is a whole new experience.

The past few years have been incredible, and I wouldn’t trade them for anything: I will never be First Lady nor grace a movie screen I'll never be world famous, nor will I be a queen But I would never change my lot with any that I've seen For you see I’ve been the mother of a UNITED STATES MARINE

April 24

I’ve written before about how the military is one big family, and when your child enlists, you have a new extended family.

I was in the Houston airport last week, and came upon a young Marine who looked fresh out of Boot Camp…an experienced Marine Mom knows how to recognize the signs! He sat at the gate, perfectly straight and still, feet flat on the floor with his left hand on his knee. I went up to him and asked how long he’d been out of Boot. “Ten days Ma’am,” was what I got back. I told him I was a Marine Mom, and asked if he’d had lunch yet. When he said he hadn’t, I took him down the concourse, bought him lunch and sat with him while he ate. That is something we Moms do, for any Marine we see. Maybe we’re hoping that when our son’s traveling, another Mom will take care of him.

When my son enlisted, I never would have thought that I would actually have Marines that I would count as friends…but I do. A friend of mine is getting ready to deploy soon. He’s in his early 40s, and has been a Marine for almost 24 years. When he got his orders, I asked him if it bothered him that he was deploying yet again…couldn’t he just tell them “been there, done that, don’t want to do it again?” To which he replied, “I’m a Marine, this is what I do.”

Truth be told, Marines feel best when they are deployed – doing what they’ve been trained for. Given a choice between sitting behind a desk and being on the front lines, most of them will pick the front lines; especially the ones who have made the Corps their career and their life.

Those of us who work day-to-day in an office and deal with the commute to and from work may get stressed out by traffic or a long line when we stop for coffee. Can you even begin to imagine what it must be like to deploy over and over? To be away from friends and family for months at a time? To not have regular access to running water, a nice comfortable bed, a phone and all of the other things we take for granted? And how great is it that there are heroes among us, like my friend, who are willing to take that burden for the rest of us over and over and over again?

So, I’m gearing up to send care packages and go back into deployment mode…not for my son this time, but for my friend. For everything he’s doing…for all of us…this is the least I can do.

Next time you see someone in uniform, or a vet proudly sporting a ball cap, please go up to them and thank them for their service. Believe it or not, it does make a difference to them and they never get tired of hearing it!

April 13

Ever since Stephen enlisted, and I turned the corner towards accepting and embracing his decision, I've been telling the recruiters that they need to "use" us Marine Moms. Believe me, no one was more against their child becoming a Marine than I was. And, if I could "see the light," I felt I could be a help to other parents who were struggling...after all, NO ONE knows what a Marine parent is going through except for another Marine parent.

Finally, this past week, I was invited to attend the Poolee Family Nights throughout northeast Ohio. What an amazing opportunity! In each location, approximately 150 parents and their soon-to-be recruits gathered to hear words of wisdom from an actual Parris Island DI (drill instructor), local Marines in charge of recruiting, and a current Marine Mom (yours truly.)

The Poolees all looked excited to actually see a DI up close...the parents looked equally uneasy. But, the parents were there, whether they supported the decision or not.

I told the parents that it's OK to be worried about their child wanting to be a Marine. But, to remember that no one wants to be a Marine because it's easy, or it pays well. If they want to be a Marine, it's because they have the courage to follow that little voice inside of them telling them that this is their destiny. And it does take courage...quite a lot of it! The best thing you can do for your child is to let them know how proud you are of them, and how you admire their courage.

I told them of how Stephen reminded me that when it's your time, it's your time no matter where you are, and that he could get hit by a bus crossing the street. I was reminded of that sentiment last year when the tragedy at Virginia Tech brought it home...those parents thought their kids were safe at college...you do never know.

Most of all, I didn't want to live with the guilt of keeping Stephen from following his dream, if that's what it truly was. I didn't want him to be a 50-year-old man, wondering how his life might have been different if only he would have enlisted. No, becoming a Marine was something he needed to do and when I recognized that, I got behind him 110% and have been a poster Marine Mom.

I was humbled by the parents who came up to me afterwards, and those who have called or e-mailed me since. They felt relieved to know that they're not the only one who wasn't thrilled about the decision. They were glad to have another Mom who could answer their questions and calm their fears. And I felt honored to do that.

The Marine Corps is a huge family, which extends beyond the Marines themselves to their family members. For most of these people, we probably have nothing else in common, and never would have even met if not for the Corps. But, going forward we are forever linked by that common denominator -- the Eagle, Globe and Anchor.

April 1

Election years are particularly interesting when you have a child serving in the military. Everyone wants to know what you think of the war, and which candidate you support. They ask how your son feels about the war and about the election.

Truthfully, I don’t know if Stephen pays much attention. The whole time he was in Iraq, he paid very little attention to what was being reported in the news. He was there to do a job and he was focused on that.

I don’t think people understand that. Marines do their job. They get the orders from “the boss” and they go. Where would we be if our military stopped to ask themselves “do I believe in this cause” or “did I vote for this president” and if the answer were “no,” if they refused to fight? Those serving in the military follow the orders of the Commander-in-Chief, regardless of which political party they belong to.

I listen to news radio on my commute to and from work. A few weeks ago they were interviewing college students, asking them what they would do if they were asked to serve in the military. Do you believe they actually said “well, it depends if I agree with the war or not. I would only join if I agree with it.”

How many veterans served in the military because it was the right thing to do, to defend the American way of life? I’m willing to bet that surprisingly few of them stopped to debate the merits of the politics before taking that oath, or thought about which political party was in control of the White House or the Congress.

I have to say that I have a lot of respect for John McCain these days. In previous elections, it’s been common to hear candidates asked “why isn’t your child serving in the military?” Well, John McCain has two sons currently serving in the military. His 19-year-old son Jimmy is a Marine who recently returned from a 7-month tour in Iraq. Yet, McCain doesn’t make any attempt to use them. In fact, just the opposite…he will not talk about them publicly. At the end of the day, he is a Marine parent, just like us, worrying about his son’s safety, and extremely proud of him for defending American freedoms.

Thankfully our sons and daughters pay very little attention to the politics, and do their jobs selflessly. We’re so fortunate there are people like our sons and daughters who are willing to volunteer and stand up for this country, so others can get caught up in the politics.

Feb. 19

Have you noticed that the community is in a red, white and blue mood these days? All of the retailers are having patriotic-themed sales and commercials touting patriotism are all of the airwaves. Maybe it’s because Presidents’ Day was this week…or because the Ohio primary is getting closer, or because this is an election year.

When you have a child in the military, EVERY day is a Red, White and Blue kind of day, isn’t it? Patriotism isn’t something we don when it’s in fashion or convenient…we live, eat, sleep and breathe it every minute of every day.

Have you ever asked yourself “what made my child enlist in the military?” What was it that caused our children to selflessly put themselves in harm’s way to defend the American way of life? Why did they feel a “calling”, when so many of their peers only worry about what party they’re going to Saturday night?

Does it, in fact, have anything to do with how we raised them? I honestly don’t know. I have a Marine Mom challenge coin that says “It is because you protected them, that they are willing and able to protect you.”

As parents, we try to give our kids a better childhood than we had. Do we sometimes give them too much? Or is it glowing reflection on us that we raised these selfless young adults?

I heard Stephen once say that he had been given everything his whole life, and he wanted to earn something himself. He saw the Marines as having the toughest training and highest standards and he wanted to know he was good enough to be a Marine.

Whatever the reason, I’m sure every military parent feels the same way I do when I hear the Star Spangled Banner or any other patriotic song, or see the American flag flying…I stand a little taller and wonder what I did to have such a brave, strong son.

So, next time you talk to your military son or daughter, take a moment to let them know how proud you are of their decision to defend our country.

Feb. 14

At Valentine's Day we think about those that we love. As a military parent, you especially think of your child who is serving away from home.

I've been thinking about this whole Marine extended family thing. What is it about Marines that makes them all feel like they're part of this huge extended family?

And, interestingly, it extends to the Marine's family. Why do I, as a Marine Mom, feel like any Marine I meet is a son and other Marine Moms are like sisters?

Working here at NewsChannel 5, I'm lucky enough to be able to help the local Marine reserve unit, 3rd Battalion/ 25th Marines. Our station supports the Toys for Tots drive, and in the fall we work with the Marines in delivering game balls to local high school football games. Truth be told, it's completely selfish on my part! My son isn't here, but somehow spending time with ANY Marine makes me feel closer to him. And even though he's not part of 3/25, I feel that by helping them, I’m helping him.

I encourage all military families to do something that allows you to interact with military personnel. Maybe that means volunteering for the USO or the VA Hospital. If you went to MEPS (military entrance processing station) the day your son or daughter left for boot camp, you may have noticed the USO volunteers at the little coffee shop. What a great opportunity for those of us seasoned parents to help those just joining our ranks!

The USO also has a lounge at Hopkins Airport where traveling military can rest between flights…how great to spend some time with a soldier, sailor, airman, coasty or Marine…and you’ll find that even though it isn't your son or daughter, you’ll feel a little closer to them. And, it's nice to think that maybe when they’re traveling, a Marine Mom in another city is doing something nice for our sons and daughters.

Yes, having a son or daughter in the military makes us part of a whole new family…embrace it!

Dec. 24

Being a Military Parent at the Holidays...

It's all part of that "your child enlists and you get drafted" sentiment. Once they sign those enlistment papers, you better strap in for a bumpy ride! We have a saying: "Semper Gumby," which just means that you will have to be extremely flexible. You learn very quickly that you can’t make real plans with any certainty, because you just don’t know when or if they’ll actually be able to come home. You may find out with only hours’ notice that their plane's landing and you’ve got to get to the airport. Or, you may find out last minute that they weren’t able to get leave after all.

I’ve been fortunate; Stephen has been able to be home at Christmas every year that he’s been in the Corps. But, I know so many other families aren’t as lucky. While our children are the ones wearing the uniform and putting their lives on the line, we back home are also serving…

You have this constant underlying worry that is never far beneath the surface. Although you sleep at night, it’s not that deep, restful sleep. I know when Stephen was in Iraq, every time I turned onto our street I quickly scanned ahead at our driveway, praying I wouldn’t see an unfamiliar sedan waiting for me.

I always chuckle when another parent tries to tell me they know just what I’m going through…their son/daughter is away at college and they miss them so much. While I’m sure they mean well, it’s not even a close comparison!

No, being a military parent is something only another military parent can understand. Your child has chosen to lay their life on the line in defense of our country and the American way of life. As the parent, you can be extremely proud…it’s because you protected them and raised them with good values that they now want to protect you. It’s because you raised them in a selfless way that they are willing to put themselves last…by putting themselves in front of every American.

When Stephen told me he wanted to drop out of college and enlist, I tried everything I could to talk him out of it. He finally said, “Mom, there’s lots of worse things I could be doing.” In reality, what he should have said was “Mom, there’s nothing better I could be doing.”

So, if you’re a military parent, take a moment right now and think about how proud you are of your child. If you’re like me, you’ll tear up just thinking about it! If your child can’t be with you this holiday season, know that they’re working to ensure that we’re able to live free and celebrate the holidays as we wish. Also, know that they’re not alone…their brothers and sisters are with them as part of their expanded family, the military family!

Dec. 8

Today was our last day here at Parris Island, but it was an incredible day. Today 575 Marines graduated Boot Camp and their 13-week journey was completed. Yet, this is really only the beginning. From here, following a 10-day leave at home, they go on to additional training and then to their PDS (permanent duty station.) The training varies depending on what their MOS (military occupational specialty) is. It can be from weeks to as long as 18 months.

Our day started with the raising of the colors. In civilian terms, that means the ceremony where the American flag is raised. On a military base, this is always a very special moment. At Parris Island, on graduation day, it is truly an event. The Parris Island band plays and the Commanding General makes remarks. The event concludes with the playing of the Marine Corps Hymn. Ever since Stephen graduated from Boot Camp, I feel myself stand a little taller when the Hymn is played.

From there we went to the Drill Instructor School. Located at Parris Island, this is where the DIs are trained. In reality, the DIs go through a school more intense than that which the recruits encounter...and they're usually 5-10 years older than the average recruit. Drill Instructor candidates volunteer for this duty. Knowing it will be physically and mentally challenging, and mean 100+ hour work weeks, there is no shortage of Marines who want this duty.

I have had the honor of knowing some former DIs, and without exception, every one of them says it was the most important duty they've had in the Corps. These DIs truly care about the recruits put in their care, and are proud of the Marines they help create.

From DI School, we finally headed over to the Parade Deck for graduation. The stands were filled with families, all waiting for that moment when their Marine will be dismissed and is free to leave Parris Island. Someone unaware of the occasion might have thought a rock star was about to make an appearance. It was a standing-room-only event, and signs and banners were abundant.

I can't begin to imagine the sense of accomplishment these Marines feel. I used to tell Stephen that Boot Camp would probably be the hardest thing he ever did in his life. If he made it through that, he could live the rest of his life knowing that he could do anything he put his mind to.

The graduation ceremony was executed with precision. As the platoons passed in review, they marched in perfect unison. Every movement was crisp and sharp. How far they'd come in 13 weeks!

Again, I did not have a child in the graduation, yet I felt a sense of pride as the DIs yelled their final "dismissed" and the Marines rushed to their mothers and fathers.

I remembered Stephen's graduation like it was yesterday. It's impossible to describe the feeling of watching your child emerge as a Marine; standing so straight and proud before you.

Many parents try to talk their children out of enlisting in the military. I tried everything I could to talk Stephen out of it. He was in college and there was no reason for him to enlist! No reason except this "calling" he had to serve his country. We are so fortunate that there are young men and women who have the strength to listen to that little voice inside them, and work tirelessly to defend our freedom.

Being a Marine Mom is not easy duty. Having a deployed child is a worry that cannot be described in words. They say your child enlists and you get drafted. That is so true because they do not take that journey alone. You are with them in spirit every step of the way. You know how it is when your teenager is out with friends at night and you can't quite go to sleep until you hear the car pull in the driveway? Well, multiply that by 1,000, and it's still not even close to what you feel having a child deployed in a war zone.

Being here at Parris Island this week has been an invaluable gift. In addition to the long days full of activity, Gail (the other Marine Mom) and I had an emotional journey...recalling our sons taking those same steps and going through the training we were now witnessing first-hand.

I am truly in awe for what Stephen accomplished. And although I didn't think it was possible, I am even more proud of him. He truly is my hero.

Dec. 7

This morning I awoke extra early to go to the base for the Motovational (Moto) Run. This is my favorite part of the graduation events. The new Marines run around Parris Island, in formation to cadence, ringing bells all around the base. Parents and family members line the streets hoping for that first glance of their son/daughter. This is the first opportunity they've had to see them in 13 weeks.

I remember being here three years ago like it was yesterday. Stephen's platoon went running by and I felt like the worst mother in the world...I couldn't pick him out! Eighty men ran by, all in identical olive sweats, who had obviously been to the same barber shop. The next time they passed I saw him, right in the front row. The emotion was unlike anything I had ever felt before and the tears started.

Images: Marine Mom Goes To Parris Island

The streets were lined with families who looked like they were there to cheer on a rock star or a pro athlete. They were holding signs and banners and wore shirts with their Marine's name on them. I didn't have a child in today's run, but I found myself choked up for these parents, knowing what they were about to experience.

I talked with parents who were so excited about finally seeing their child after such a long absence. I told them not to feel bad if they didn't recognize them...the change at Parris Island is awe-inspiring.

After the Motorun we went to tour a squadbay. The large room where the recruits live during their stay at Parris Island. They sleep in bunk beds or, as they call them, racks. The mothers would be amazed at how crisply made the racks were! It's amazing how the DIs are able to get our sons to make their beds!

Stephen shared with me that Marines don't actually sleep in their beds, they sleep on top of them. That way, they don't have to re-make them every morning. Those Marines are always thinking!

We next went to the indoor pool where recruits qualify in water survival. We had a demonstration of the instruction the recruits get, and what they must do in order to pass this part of recruit training. Many recruits come to Boot Camp unable to swim. In a very short amount of time, they must not only get comfortable in the water, they must be able to do swim the length of the pool fully clothed. According to the instructor, there were Marines who died in WWII not from combat injuries, but from drowning; that's why this was added to recruit training.

After the pool, we had time to tour the Parris Island Museum and the Post Exchange (PX). Every Marine Mom loves to go shopping where are all kinds of items with the Eagle, Globe and Anchor symbol! In the Museum gift shop, I met two former Marines from Cleveland! One of them is the DI that was on a famous recruiting poster from over 30 years ago (We Don't Promise you a Rose Garden.) It was a true honor to meet him, and I was humbled when he handed me a challenge coin to give to Stephen. (challenge coins are large coins that Marines collect to commemorate their experiences and affiliations.)

Our next stop was lunch with local recruits. The other Marine Mom on this trip, Gail, and I went around the chow hall talking to the recruits and asking for their mom's names and numbers. We also took pictures of them and told them we'd e-mail them to their families. When you're a Marine Mom, all Marines are like your sons, and I very happily gave a few encouraging hugs to remind them how proud their mothers are of them. I had the pleasure of meeting Recruit Lee Hamp of Stow, Recruit Jared Werner of Lorain County, Recruit Andrew Armstrong of Mansfield, Recruit Joshua Sanders of Chardon, Recruit Jason Schmitt of Avon Lake, and Recruit Adam Burgett of Lorain. What amazing young men! This evening I spent a couple of hours on the phone with mothers and brothers and sisters and girlfriends, assuring them that their recruits were doing well and send their love.

I was in their shoes three years ago. I know how they feel and how desperate you are to know how your child is doing. Marine Corps Boot Camp differs from that of the other services in that there is no communication except for hand-written letters...no phone calls, no e-mails. I felt like Santa...delivering a very special gift this holiday season.

After lunch we learned about the Crucible, and had the opportunity to experience some of the events the recruits go through. The Crucible is a 54-hour exercise that comes in the 11th week of Boot Camp; it's the culmination of everything they have learned up to this point. With very little sleep or food the recruits face a series of challenges and obstacles. Upon completing the Crucible, the recruits receive their Eagle, Globe and Anchor and go from being recruits to being Marines. It's a defining moment that every Marine remembers the rest of their life.

Our final stop for the day was a martial arts demonstation and the Confidence Course. The Confidence Course is like an obstacle course on steroids that every recruit must master before they can become a Marine. This is not the obstacle course on the playground or in your backyard...this is one that takes strength and courage and perseverance. It forces those with a fear of heights or a fear of failing to overcome them. The martial arts program teaches every Marine how to defend themselves using just their hands, or whatever they might have available. Every recruit must pass a minimum level of proficiency in order to become a Marine.

Wow! What a day! While going through the Crucible and the Confidence Course I was tempted to call Stephen and ask him how he did on this challenge or that one. I could picture him climbing up the cargo net or scaling the wall. I imagined his face covered with camouflage paint as he worked his way through the Crucible, tired and hungry; and how incredible he must have felt when it was over.

Tomorrow is graduation day; it's what families and the recruits have been waiting for. There will be lots of tears and laughter and I feel fortunate that I'll be able to share it with these families, who will now be my extended Marine family!

Dec. 6

Today started bright and early. We arrived at Parris Island at 6:30am and were greeted by a Drill Instructor who ordered us off her bus and onto the yellow footprints. This is every recruit's first step at Parris Island, and the first step to becoming a Marine.

Usually our kids follow in our footsteps as they pass through life. Today I couldn't help but wonder if I was standing on the very footprints Stephen stood on three years ago. As I passed through the hatch (doors), I imagined Stephen taking those very same steps and I wondered what was going through his mind at the time.

I have to believe that every recruit wonders if they're doing the right thing as they start this journey. They arrive at Parris Island in the middle of the night and training starts as soon as the bus doors open. Within hours they have been stripped of all their belongings and issued everything they will need for the next 12 weeks.

They are permitted to make one phone call home and read from a script. The call is made at approximately 2am and the script goes something like this: "This is Recruit __________. I have arrived safely at Parris Island. Do not send any food. I will contact you in 7-10 days with my address. That is all. Goodbye for now." Parents are usually by shocked by this phone call and THEY wonder what their child has gotten themselves into. So it begins.

We next had a briefing by the commanding general at Parris Island, who shared all about the Marine Core Values of honor, courage and commitment. He also shared with us that the mission of Recruit training at Parris Island is transforming recruits mentally, physically and morally into US Marines. They take all three facets very seriously.

I had the honor of meeting two recruits from Lorain County this morning. Recruit Joe Liotta and Recruit Benjamin Jones. Joe is in his 10th week of Boot Camp and will be embarking on the Crucible next week. Benjamin is graduating this Friday. Both were enthusiastic about their experiences here at Parris Island. Benjamin said his drill instructors were incredible and he has thoroughly enjoyed his training. After meeting both of these recruits, I have no doubt that the future of the Marine Corps is in very good hands.

Lunch was in the form of a boxed lunch with recruits from Alpha company. These young men are in their 7th week of training and are scheduled to graduate January 18th. I met Recruit Jimmy Donnellan, who is also from the greater Cleveland area. He, too, said he was enjoying training and was glad that he had enlisted.

As a Marine Mom, you feel a kinship with every Marine you meet. Your son may be far away, yet just being around Marines makes you feel a little closer to him. It truly is one big family. Having lunch amid 70+ recruits was an awesome experience and I had to show some restraint and not give every one of them a Mom's hug.

This afternoon we were given the opportunity to fire an M-16 rifle...the very rifle that Marines are issued at Parris Island. Every Marine is a rifleman and they take great pride in their marksmanship. Again, the Marine Mom in me surfaced as I held the rifle and got the target in my sight. I imagined my son going through this very training, and rememberd the advice he had given me just last week about how to hold the rifle. Somehow I felt closer to Stephen as I fired off a few rounds...one of those shared mother/son experiences??

Tomorrow is another full day. I will have the opportunity to try the obstacle course and have a tour of a squad bay. We'll also see the Martial Arts training, the swimming pool and the Crucible. I have a feeling I'm going to leave here with an even higher level of respect for these young men and women.

Dec. 4

If you've been a Marine parent for any length of time (that is anything past Boot Camp) you're undoubtedly familiar with the motto: Hurry up and wait. That describes our experience today! We had a 3:45 a.m. wake-up call for a 7:15 a.m flight. Well, our plane had battery trouble and, to make a long story short, we finally took off around 1:00 p.m. Of course we also missed our connecting flight in Atlanta and had to literally run through the terminal to make a different flight for our final destination.

When we arrived in Savannah, there was a Marine DI (drill instructor) there to welcome us. We were ushered onto a bus and taken to Parris Island for dinner. There are about 80 people in our group; most of them are high school educators here to learn about what really goes on at Boot Camp so they can give informed guidance to students who are considering a career in the Marine Corps.

At dinner we were told that we have complete access to everything that goes on at Boot Camp...we will be witnessing everything from receiving (where recruits are "welcomed" into Boot Camp) to instruction on the M-16 rifle, to the MCMAP (Marine Corps Martial Arts Program), to actually trying the famed confidence course. We will be given access to recruits and DI's alike.

I was not happy when my son, Stephen, told me he wanted to enlist in the Marine Corps. I knew nothing about the Corps and couldn't understand why he wanted to leave college to do this. I tried to talk him out of it, but soon saw that this was a passion for him. I knew I had to get on board or be left behind. So, I became a Marine Mom in every sense of the word, and I am so proud of him for listening to that little voice inside that so many of us ignore.

As a Marine Mom, it's a little strange being back here after three years. It seems like only yesterday that I was here for Stephen's graduation and I had no idea what the coming years would bring. I was so anxious to see my son who I had sent to PI a few short months before and I was clueless about the Marine Corps way of life. It seems like a lifetime ago!

Having a son who has now done a tour in Iraq, I'm thankful for the intense training he received at Parris Island. Our sons and daughters receive the best training available and leave Parris Island prepared to deal with whatever comes their way anywhere in the world. I used to tell Stephen that if he could make it through Boot Camp, there wasn't anything in life he couldn't tackle.

We start tomorrow morning at 6:30 a.m.; from what I've been told, we're going to get the same treatment that new recruits get complete with a DI yelling at us to get off his bus and get on those yellow footprints.

Stay tuned...

Dec. 3

Your child tells you they want to enlist in the Marine Corps. As a parent, you may feel helpless and clueless as they board the bus to head to Boot Camp.

My son went through Parris Island in 2004, and I remember being desperate for information -- what was he doing, how was he getting along, was he OK?

All week long, I will be posting updates from Parris Island as I look at Marine Corps Boot Camp through the eyes of a Marine Mom. In addition to information about the training, I will also post pictures of local recruits.

As parents, you don’t see your child for 12 weeks while they’re at Parris Island, on that road to becoming one of the few, the proud, a Marine. Here is your opportunity to get a glimpse into what they're experiencing.