Know what is weird about having a son/daughter serve in a war zone? You know they are over there, and certainly in harm's way. But they have access to computers and sat phones so you can communicate with them in real time. It must be like serving in urban Detroit.
When my son was deployed, the time really crept by slowly for me. I hated watching the news because of MSM anti-Bush slant. Every casualty was a major deal then. Now, not so much.
I was very proud of his service and honored to get to know some of his pals.