He's home

Joe asked me several weeks ago what I wanted for Mother's Day-

(Yes, this shirt says 231 days.  We weren't sure his exact homecoming until after the shirts were made)

My response was to wake up on Mother's Day morning with him lying beside me.  I got my wish.
 
He arrived home May 11th after 230 days away.  It was the best feeling to physically see him walking through the airport terminal.  The moment we embraced for some reason my legs seemed to be shaking uncontrollably. Must have been all the adrenaline running through, all my emotions coming to a head.  It was an unexplainable feeling, something that you can't explain unless you live it, but that moment where you see your husband, your best friend, the father of your children walking towards you after months and months apart was pure joy. If I could freeze that moment I would.  He's home. He's safe. He's ours and he's here to stay.  I love you Joe.  Spending the time apart only made our marriage stronger, sadly most times that doesn't happen to many couples but it happened for ours.  You are my rock, you are my love, you are my other half and having you home makes me feel whole again.  I love you.

 

(Waiting for Joe to walk through the terminal)

 

 

 (I've waited 231 days to hug my dad)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Enjoy your family~