How our homecoming went.

He called me at 8 a.m and said his flight was getting around 10:00 okie wow that means I have 2 hours to get ready, during Desmonds usual breakfast time, so now I have to try and get ready, get him ready and find time to nurse. LOL it did not go well. But somehow I managed to do it. I got off to the airport and I didn’t even get lost getting there. Desmond was pissed off and cried the whole way there. He didn’t know what was going on and why Mommy was running around like a crazy lady.

I had arranged for a photographer through operation love reunited (www.oplove.org) and he got there a few minutes after I did. After we looked at the arrival times we realized his flight was delayed until 11:00, we had another hour to wait!

I chatted with the photographer and as it got closer to the flights arrival time I was getting more and more nervous. People had started gathering around to great their family and there was probably about 20 people or so waiting for their loved ones as well. Some people had overheard me talking to the photographer about how long Texas had been away and I heard them repeating the story to each other, making me even more nervous for some reason.

I finally saw some boots at the verrry top of the stairs and I looked at the photographer and said I see boots!! I see his boots! I went a little closer to see if I could see if it was really him coming down the steps. I finally saw that it was him! My heart lept into my throat. But for some reason he was walking so slow, it was like he was taking each step with the utmost caution for fear he would tumble down them if he walked too fast. When he got down to about the 4th step from the bottom I got as close to the line as I could and I said FASTER, FASTER, FASTEr, and my whole body was shaking. I knew in a moment we would be holding each other, I would be touching him, smelling him. I knew that after all this waiting he would be mine again.

He made it to the last step and I ran towards him and smooshed me and Desmond into his arms, I let out a cry. I felt like I would never let go. I heard people behind us clapping and cheering. I couldn’t believe it. A few tears escaped and I felt my face flush red. After holding us for now where near long enough we walked back towards the stroller and to be honest I really have no memory of what we talked about or what happened until a lady came up to us and shook Texas’ hand and said thank you to us both for our service to this country and told us we had a beautiful family. It was so touching.

We drove back from the airport and Texas showered and changed and we spent the day together just doing normal everyday things to be honest. Things we would do in Lawton, things that we will do once we are a family together again for good.

http://norling.smugmug.com/gallery/9081303_vNUUf/1/604784512_tZPiZ?ref=mf#604784512_tZPiZ

link to the pictures

Everything has been great. We are a bit worried about the cat, but Desmond has done really well and everyday I fall more in love with Texas seeing him with our son. He is an amazing Dad, absolutely amazing.