Hubby’s been gone for three weeks of Army/annual training. I pick him up this morning. Three weeks isn’t long compared to other times he’s been gone–but I still keep thinking of his other homecomings. This first photo was taken in 1991 when he came home from Germany where he served during Desert Storm. Our boys were four and ten months at the time.
Although I’m thankful for his service, I’m really grateful he’s coming home today. I’m also thankful for our kids, who in their own ways support their dad–and me.