Yesterday my family threw a surprise party for my oldest, our brand new Chief Petty Officer.
I promised myself I would not cry.
I cooked. A lot.
Hot and spicy chicken wings with blue cheese dip and meatballs in sauce with fresh basil, thyme and garlic.
Two whole beef tenderloins.
A huge green salad with all the fresh vegetables from my CSA share.
Salsa and guacamole.
A vegetable platter with ranch dip.
I was busy.
Then I stepped out onto their deck and saw the swingset that TBHITW and I had bought for the grandlittles this summer. My son and his wife had just bought a new house, with a big yard and it was our house warming present to them.
He would have climbed all over that thing with the girls.
But he never got to see it put together.
So I stood there and cried.