I’ve been doing a lot of work this week to get everything ready for him to be home. Most of which he may not even noticed… most of which was just to keep myself busy. Today, I have butterflies. I feel like I could throw up at any moment, but I know I won’t.
I’m trying to keep an open mind about today and the few days that will follow. I don’t know about other military spouses, but I fight with my imagination over these moments. You spend months daydreaming about the reunion and just being together, but reality is… well, real. Everything will not go exactly as planned while he’s here. I’m sure that my boys will not turn into little angels for ten days. And I’m sure that something will go wrong at some point. I’ve tried not to build up a fantasy in my mind, but it’s hard.
I have visions of running (in slow motion, of course) to him in the airport while my hair in perfectly cascading in the breeze. Ha! Reality is that I’ll probably be fighting my way through people to get to him! Either way is ok I guess because ultimately my prize is being in his arms!
A lot of great friends have helped make this day possible. Some are even doing some awesome things for us today. We are so blessed that we’ve made it this far… one year. We have one more year to go, but we are going to do our best to enjoy these ten days first!
“Taste and see that the Lord is good; blessed is the man who takes refuge in him.” Psalms 34:8