Wolf Scout

I feel that is very important that my boys get their Eagle in the Scouting program. I was so excited when William turned 8 years old and was ready to join Scouts!

I cried when I got him all ready for his first meeting! On March 18th 2009 Spencer, me and the whole entire gang went to Home Depot late that night. We took William there too show him all the tools and let him and the boys hammer, screw and drill wood. We were trying to pass off some of  William’s requirements for Scouts. We had so much fun that night. We came home and William sat beside me on the couch while I nursed Sage. We looked through his Wolf book at the things he needed to do to become a Wolf. We were so excited for him to get his Wolf.  I signed Will’s scout book with one hand and nursed Sage with the other. That was the last time I saw Sage alive, a few seconds later I carried him upstairs and laided him down to sleep. I felt so blessed and happy that night. So proud to have 4 boys that the Lord gave to me to raise. 4 eagle Scouts one day!

The next morning Sage was born into Heaven. The last few moments I spent with Sage, was with William talking about getting his Wolf.

William is a very picky eater and for over a year he has been terrified to drink the Wolf’s blood in order to get his Wolf! (TRADITION). He knew he could not chicken out in front of all of his little buddies so he “MANNED" UP” and chugged the Wolf’s blood down! I just knew he was going to hurl all over the stage…….but he did not! I was so proud of  him!

Here he is getting his Wolf, 1 gold arrow, and 4 silver arrow points! I did everything I could not to cry in front of everyone. William got to pin his Momma and when I looked into his eyes he was tearing up. He just whispered to me and said Sage. Daddy had to pin me.

I am so proud of Will and all he has done this past year. I think he deserves every award in the world. He has been brave, true and strong through all of this. When we got to the car, He said Mom that was so hard, I remember everything, about the last time we were with his “little Sagers”. He said he knew Sage is so proud of him for getting his Wolf. We bought pepperoni pizza and root beer to celebrate the night.

I don’t know if I will ever be able to go to a pack night without thinking about Sage and our last night together. I mean………..do the math how many boys do I have…….times how many pack meetings do I have left to endure with out crying? I really wonder.

I had 2 good friends sitting around me that had their own tears to hold back. I thought of  them and their trials, I held back tears for them and just prayed that they would endure the night.