This past year has been very emotional for my family with my eldest son being deployed to Iraq. Last month he was able to relax at home with us, away from the ugliness that is war. Needless to say it was very difficult to put him back on to a plane to rejoin his 'brothers'. This picture was taken at the airport shortly before he boarded the first of many planes that would take him once again in to harms way. I don't know what father and son said to each other, I was trying hard to keep control of my own emotions. Ironically I have managed to hold back the tears... until this very moment.
I am so proud of my son and his commitment to his country, but I'm not ashamed to admit that I am scared to death for him.