I was taking this with a grain of salt until a post from a friend and fellow army mom told a story of how a gal from Pakistan contacted her on Facebook and told her she knew a lot about her and had some information on her son and wanted to know more. She said she didn't realize he had left to BCT and wanted his address. My friend looked her up on Facebook (see kids....the best of moms know there are times that "Facebook Stalking" is warranted ;) and saw that she was from Pakistan. At first my friend didn't give it much thought as her son had done some traveling out of the country before he joined the Army. My friend did not give her the information and contacted her son to let him know. (Again, so thankful our boys have their cell phones back!!) He told her she was right in not giving this gal any information and that there is no way she would "know a lot about her). Crazy! After hearing this, I thought...hmmm....let's check the stats on our little soldier blog. (There's an "audience" link you can click on to see where in the world people are viewing your blog from.) This makes it quite exciting to think your little blog has been halfway around the world...and then some! When I looked at the stats I saw "hits" from around the world in places such as Pakistan, Iraq, and Afghanistan. I'd like to think maybe this was from fellow soldiers, or at the very least far away friends of our U.S.A. Now I'm beginning to wonder. Isn't that sad! Something as simple as sharing one of the greatest achievements of your child with your family, friends, and others that are going through the exact same journey just became a source of anxiety!! And yes...I'll admit I did have horrible dreams last night. And then, well, I just got mad. I'm mad that something I'm not even really sure of could make me that worried. I'm mad at the feeling of possibly being stalked and, in a way, violated. I'm mad that something valued and precious to me could possibly be used for something deceitful, corrupt, and horrible. I'm mad that you (whoever YOU are) made me feel frightened, timid, and small. I guess I'm mad that I felt something was taken away from me. That's it! Shame on you...whoever you are. Shame on YOU!
WELCOME!
Welcome to Son to Soldier. We started this blog as a way to journal our son's journey to become a soldier and a medic in the U.S. Army (HOOAH!) This has been and continues to be an exciting adventure for our entire family. We have covered lots of new territory and continue to learn more and more every day. We will be posting son's letters, pictures, and will try to keep you updated. And I'm sure we'll also have lots of posts from Mom since she's just a tiny bit proud!! I LOVE being an ARMY MOM!
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Monday, September 10, 2012
Shame On You!
I was taking this with a grain of salt until a post from a friend and fellow army mom told a story of how a gal from Pakistan contacted her on Facebook and told her she knew a lot about her and had some information on her son and wanted to know more. She said she didn't realize he had left to BCT and wanted his address. My friend looked her up on Facebook (see kids....the best of moms know there are times that "Facebook Stalking" is warranted ;) and saw that she was from Pakistan. At first my friend didn't give it much thought as her son had done some traveling out of the country before he joined the Army. My friend did not give her the information and contacted her son to let him know. (Again, so thankful our boys have their cell phones back!!) He told her she was right in not giving this gal any information and that there is no way she would "know a lot about her). Crazy! After hearing this, I thought...hmmm....let's check the stats on our little soldier blog. (There's an "audience" link you can click on to see where in the world people are viewing your blog from.) This makes it quite exciting to think your little blog has been halfway around the world...and then some! When I looked at the stats I saw "hits" from around the world in places such as Pakistan, Iraq, and Afghanistan. I'd like to think maybe this was from fellow soldiers, or at the very least far away friends of our U.S.A. Now I'm beginning to wonder. Isn't that sad! Something as simple as sharing one of the greatest achievements of your child with your family, friends, and others that are going through the exact same journey just became a source of anxiety!! And yes...I'll admit I did have horrible dreams last night. And then, well, I just got mad. I'm mad that something I'm not even really sure of could make me that worried. I'm mad at the feeling of possibly being stalked and, in a way, violated. I'm mad that something valued and precious to me could possibly be used for something deceitful, corrupt, and horrible. I'm mad that you (whoever YOU are) made me feel frightened, timid, and small. I guess I'm mad that I felt something was taken away from me. That's it! Shame on you...whoever you are. Shame on YOU!
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