PVT Daniel Glasscock
It's Thanksgiving Day and his place was empty at the table, but not in our hearts. I woke up crazy early this morning and couldn't go back to sleep, so I did what I do whenever that happens lately and prayed for my son. Mom's pray for strange things...I prayed that he would be served a good Thanksgiving dinner, WITH PIE, and that he would have ample time to enjoy it. I also prayed that he would be allowed to call home today...even though he told me Sunday that he wouldn't be able to.
I was planning to have dinner on the table by 3. At 2:40 the phone rang with the voice I most wanted to hear on the other end (he always sounds so small and far away). So the turkey sat...stuffing half out and time stopped for 20 minutes while we talked to our boy and shared our Thanksgiving. He had the best meal he's had for the past 2 months, with Apple Pie, and an hour to eat and savour. God cares about the little things!
Time resumed and our table was full of good food and better company. Our computer in the corner displayed our soldier, brother, son's picture so that he too was part of our circle and close to our hearts. It's been a very happy Thanksgiving.
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