Nothing can be better than this!

It was a day of remembrances as we neared Rock Springs yesterday. It occurred to me that we had been here...done this before. But those times were laced with hearts so burdened with anguish that I shied away from the memory. Here we were nearing the armory again, only this time to bring our son home instead of dropping him off to serve in a distant and forbidding war. The bus carrying him pulled in the same time we did, so we parked in a hurry and ran to join the crowd jostling for positions at the door of the bus. There was a band playing, flags flying, tears and smiles, families reunited after 16 long months. I got separated from Paul and Jason; they got separated from each other. We were all on tip toes trying to catch a glimpse of just one soldier as he stepped from the bus. Then I saw Mike wrapped in the arms of his father. In just a moment it was my turn. He felt solid, warm, and so good. Then Jason caught him up in the biggest brother hug. I handed the camera to one of Mike's fellow soldiers and he snapped this picture. The wind was blowing, there was dust in the air, but we were all smiles! SO GLAD TO HAVE HIM HOME!!!