My home is now filled.
As I write to you tonight, my husband is laying on the other end of the couch asleep of course while the pups are curled up on the floor next to us. Yes, my husband is HOME! Sigh. What a relief to have him here, home and safe.
I got an email at about 2:30 am (couldn't sleep) letting us know they would arrive about three hours earlier than expected. So, I didn't get to do a few things I had planned, but whatever! I drove on post to the battalion gym where we sat for about an hour and a half waiting for the soldiers to arrive. Since V switched to this unit just for a few months, I literally knew like two people. So, I sat behind a row of women in their twenties who proceeded to spend half an hour complaining about the ailments of pregnancy. Yeah. I actually had to move across the bleachers so I could relax and not blurt something completely inappropriate out! Then, finally the time came and the soldiers started walking through the doors into their formation. Everybody stood up and started clapping and waving their little flags. And of course, I could not find my husband until about five minutes into the ceremony! Bad wifey. Of course, this time V actually spotted me right away and totally caught me looking around to find him. Finally they dismissed the soldiers, the families ran out onto the gym floor, and finally I got to hug my husband. It's the best feeling in the world.
Today is a good day.