I am sure you are so proud of Zach. You are right about taking one day at a time. When my son signed up and left for the Army, that was one of the hardest days of my life. The loneliness was almost unbearable. It ended up a fiasco, though, and Kane eventually came home: He graduated when he was 17, so I had to sign paperwork for him to enter the service. He left for boot camp. They lost ALL his paperwork. They kept him in San Franciso--no money, only the clothes on his back, and hoped they would find the paperwork so they could process him through. No luck. But I was FURIOUS that he was alone with NOTHING, and they did not even inform me. He was finally allowed to call me and I sent him money so he could eat and buy some underwear. They finally sent him home and wanted me to re-sign the papers. I told them NO WAY. If they treated him like that before he was even sworn in, I could only imagine what they would do afterwards.