One year ago today was the day husband FINALLY made it home from his final deployment.
I remember the stress of the entire week before.
Never getting a real answer to when he would would make it home. (Stupid volcano)
That day was busy. As normal I pushed everything until the last minute.
Getting the truck washed, nails done, outfit picked.
It was insanity.
Luckily I had my older sister there to help with B while I rushed to make sure everything was perfect.
The drive took forever, and the wait was even worse.
The buses pulled in and I searched...
That first moment was perfect. I finally felt safe again.
The whole drive home he held my hand and I just smiled.
That night, as he told me stories and we talked about how much our son has grown I remember thinking, this is when my life starts to get really good.
In three days we found our apartment and were moved in.
It was a lot to do in three days but it didn't matter...
But finally he was home. We had our little family together again.
We started our life together that day.
A lot has happened in the past year. A lot of changes and definitely some rough moments.
Now he is "out" and we are starting a whole new chapter in our book.
Happy one year of being home Husband! I love you!
Always & Forever.
1 comment:
I remember that day! i remember talking to you about how nervous you were. I'd JUST gone through that three days prior, so I totally understood.
I'm so happy for you guys ♥
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